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LAURA - STILL IN THE PAST OR... DREAMS MAYBE?

I shook my head, trying to steady myself. "Josh-"

"Don't," he cut me off. "Don't say whatever bullshit excuse you've been telling yourself. Not tonight. It was a long ass flight, and I just... just listen."

I stared at him, my heart slamming against my ribs.

"I tried to let you go," he admitted, his voice rough. "I told myself you wanted this, that you were better off without me. That I was better off without you." He exhaled sharply. "But none of it was fucking true, Laura."

I swallowed hard, and my throat suddenly dried.

His eyes burned into mine. "Tell me you don't feel this."

The weight of his words settled in my chest, heavy and suffocating.

I wanted to lie.

I wanted to tell him that I had moved on, that I was happy, that he was just a ghost of something I barely remembered.

But I couldn't.

Because the truth was, standing here, with his hand wrapped around my wrist and his voice scraping against my skin like fire 0.00%

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I had never stopped feeling this.

I had never stopped feeling him.

And maybe, just maybe-.

I never would.

us, but barely heard

closer, and

his fingers skimming my jaw, tilting my

"Say it," he murmured.

at him, my

you still

sucked in a sharp

should have pushed him

out of this club, out of his reach, out of this

coward. A sudden yank was pulling me forward, and before I could stop him, his lips

feel this with him,

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fuck. No. It hurt. It hurt so bad I've been living in a different country.

heat that still clung to my body from the club. My heart was pounding, my mind spinning-not just from the alcohol, but from him. From everything he'd said. From the way he kissed me

have

him that this, we, were a terrible

I didn't want to

Not to him.

Not to myself.

complete fucking idiot," he said, his voice rough with regret. "I know that. I know I hurt you. And I don't expect you to just forget everything because I finally pulled my head out of my ass. But Laura..." He exhaled

something deep inside

Paris was enough, that this life I had built here was what

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moving forward without me, and I was standing in the middle of the street,

want to be in Paris

want to be alone