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    If she were the kind of woman who crossed the line with men, he would have found out long ago.


    William reached out, grabbing her wrist—but gently, not to hurt her.


    “Study materials can be handed off anywhere,” he snapped. “Why a ce like that? A private cinema? You know what that ce is used for. You seriously think I’m going to believe that was just casual?”


    His voice cracked at the edges, frustration and jealousy tangled together. Jeff’s eyes had been filled with admiration and longing—he refused to believe Ste hadn’t seen it.


    “Jeff and I aren’t like that! It was just a normal conversation, nothing more!” Ste’s voice shook with frustration. “You’re the one twisting things, seeing something dirty where there’s nothing. Do you even trust me?”


    William’s eyes locked onto hers, his jaw clenched. His silence wasn’t hesitation—it was disbelief, maybe even hurt.


    “Alright,” he said finally, his voice tight. “Then flip it around—what if I walked out of somewhere with another girl’s jacket on? Would you just smile and assume we were collecting study notes?”


    Ste yanked her arm free, her eyes ssy with tears that hadn’t yet fallen. Her voice cracked as she snapped, “I already told you what happened. But if you’ve already made up your mind, then what’s the point?”


    Her chest rose and fell quickly. Angry. Hurt. Tired. Why would he interrogate her like this?


    William’s gaze dropped for a moment. Her words were sharp, but the edge of them cut deeper than he expected. He hadn’t imagined she would push back this hard.


    “So what?” he asked, voice low. “You’re really ready to throw everything away over some guy you’ve known for a week? You want to break up… over this?”


    Ste stared at him like she didn’t even recognize the man standing in front of her.


    “You think I’m picking a fight?” she said, her voice rising. “You confronted me with usations and zero facts. And meanwhile, you’re the one hiding things! William, I’m done with the secrets and this attitude. I need space.” She turned, wiping angrily at her cheeks. “I’ll move out tonight.” She didn’t want to argue anymore—it was pointless.


    The words hit William like a punch to the gut.


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    Move out? He stared at her in disbelief.


    He had thought it was just a fight—loud, emotional, sure—but still just a fight. Something they would cool off from and talk aboutter.


    Not this. Not leaving.


    He reached for her instinctively, pulling her back. Their faces were close now—too close. His breath warmed her skin, and for a moment, neither of them moved.


    “You’re really walking away… just like that?” His voice was hoarse. Vulnerable.


    Ste shoved him back, tears finally spilling over. “You think if I stay, things will just go back to normal? That I won’t be med for something else next week?”


    Shouldn’t she be the one angry? He was the one keeping secrets after all.


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