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    Christina’s eyes narrowed. The fork lifted again, quick as lightning.


    “Stay back. I won’t warn you twice.”


    Terrence’s mouth curved as he reached out, trying to catch her wrist.


    She shed without hesitation.


    A thin cut appeared across his finger.


    His hand froze midair. He barely seemed to feel it, a softugh escaping his throat instead.


    The sting in his finger was nothingpared to the sharp twist deep in his chest.


    He pressed his tongue against his cheek, the corner of his mouth tilting into a dangerous grin.


    Those sapphire eyes shimmered with something dark—something fractured.


    A sudden memory shed through Terrence’s mind—Betsy’s liltingugh, that teasing tone as she told him he was no different from her.


    Another hopeless fool chasing a love he could never im.


    A dull ache tore through him, but he kept that reckless smile in ce, wearing it like armor.


    He looked calm, even amused, but inside the weight of it crushed him.


    Maybe if he destroyed Dnpletely, she’d finally look his way. Was it really that impossible for her to turn and see him—just once?


    Christina’s voice snapped him back. “Why didn’t you dodge?” she demanded, frowning.


    With his reflexes, he could’ve easily avoided the strike. Yet he hadn’t—he’d let that small fork cut into his skin.


    “If it pleases you, I don’t mind at all,” Terrence replied with a low,zyugh.


    He lifted his bleeding hand toward her. “Did that satisfy you, mydy? Care to try again?”


    Christina stepped back, brows knitted tight.


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    This man was utterly insane.


    “Well, since you’ve had your turn, it’s only fair I enjoy what you left me,” Terrence said, his grin turning wicked.


    Christina stared at him, confusion freezing her for a moment—until he drew his hand back and slowly ran his tongue along the wound, savoring the taste with a strange,nguid pleasure.


    This man… was unhinged. Something was deeply, dangerously wrong with him—no rational person could ever behave like that.


    From the first time Terrence ever showed up, Christina understood he was a dangerous man.


    He waspletely twisted and obsessive—the type who would never quit just because someone told him to stop.


    Even the simple thought of getting mixed up with him again gave Christina a throbbing headache.


    She couldn’t simply kill him. Terrence had saved her life once, helped her several times.


    Most importantly, he had never done the one thing that would actually make her justified in killing him.


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