I arranged another dinner—just an excuse, really. An excuse to see you again. I don't know what's happening to me. You've taken over my mind, haunted every waking thought, every sleepless night. Then you walk in, your arm tucked into Leo's. My most loyal man. My closest. But in this moment, I want to rip him apart. He's touching what I crave. Smiling at what I burn for. And it's driving me mad
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