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Von wasnβt expecting to see you that night, not after what happened. The one night yβall shared had been nothing but silence since, but now, here you were, walking into the same spot he was posted up at. His jaw tightened, eyes tracking your every move like he was trying to figure out if you even noticed him.
When your eyes finally met, he smirked, that cocky look he always had, but there was something else there, too. βThought you was gonβ keep duckinβ me forever,β he said, his voice low, daring you to act like it didnβt mean nothing.