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    Ste’s breath caught. For a moment, her fingers trembled, but then, almost instinctively, theyced with his.


    His palm was broad, warm, and steady, wrapping her in reassurance.


    They stood like that, hand in hand, as the brilliant sky melted into twilight.


    Neither spoke, because words were no longer necessary.


    When dusk finally fell and the city lights flickered on below, William turned to her.


    “Ready to head back?”


    He was still holding her hand, with no sign of letting go.


    “Okay,” Ste murmured, lowering her gaze. Step by step, he guided her down the stone path.


    Her pulse raced, her face flushed, but she didn’t pull away. The icy wall around her heart was thawing under the foreign sunset and the warmth of William’s grasp.


    And for the first time… Ste felt she might finally know what she wanted.


    Back at the hotel, the earlier awkwardness between them had dissolved, reced with a quiet warmth.


    In the elevator, William reached out almost instinctively, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. His touch was gentle, natural, as if it had always been his ce to do so.


    At her door, he paused. His gaze lingered, deep and steady.


    “Goodnight, Stel.


    Today… was a good day.”


    “Same here.”


    Ste lifted her chin, meeting his eyes with newfound courage. A faint smile curved her lips. “Thank you for the view. It was beautiful. I… really loved it.”


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    William’s expression softened even more. He looked at her as if he wanted to etch the moment into memory.


    “See you tomorrow,” he said quietly.


    “See you tomorrow,” she echoed.


    Ste swiped her keycard, the lock clicking open as William’s footsteps retreated down the hall. Her heart was still racing, each beat echoing in her chest.


    Inside, she stared at her own hand, almost expecting to still feel the warmth of his. Her fingertips trembled slightly.


    The realization hit her—this must be what it felt like to like someone. Could she really embrace that?


    Before she could answer herself, the shrill ring of the room phone shattered her haze.


    She picked up, and the polite voice of the hotel front desk came through. “Ms. Russell, sorry to disturb you. Ms. Woods seems very upset—she’s been crying nonstop. We’re concerned… Could you check on her?”


    Ste’s chest tightened.


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