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    Jaxen’s heart raced as Vincent’s voice cut through the silence, sending a chill down his spine. His pulse quickened, and he felt a tremor in his fingers.


    Instinctively, he forced a shaky smile, trying to mask his growing fear. He grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa, clutching it like a fragile shield, struggling to steady his breath. Clearing his throat, he fought to keep his voice calm.


    “Vincent, what’s going on? We can sort this out. No need for violence,” Jaxen urged, his words spilling out in a rush. He couldn’t shake the memory of Vincent pinning him down, fists flying. They had spent years in martial arts sses together, but Jaxen had always been the one left bruised and defeated. Those painful memories had left deep scars—wounds he still carried.


    He knew how this would go. One hit from Vincent, and he’d be crumpled on the floor, out for what felt like an eternity.


    Vincent’s grin sent a jolt of fear through Jaxen—cold and full of twisted satisfaction. “You don’t remember what you said to me?” he asked.


    Jaxen blinked, words escaping before he could think. “I was just warning you. If Katelyn finds someone else, you’ll be the one regretting everything.”


    Every word Jaxen spoke seemed to ignite the anger in Vincent’s eyes. Vincent stepped closer, his teeth grinding, a cold smile creeping across his face. “Say that again.”


    Jaxen’s body shook, his nerves fraying as he struggled to understand what had gone wrong. He had thought he was being a good friend, but now it felt like he had crossed an invisible line.


    “I’m telling the truth! I heard Bartley talking to Katelyn, proposing marriage. They even hugged! Even if I was wrong before, how could the photo be fake?” Jaxen’s voice grew stronger, fueled by a sense of urgency. He felt he was doing the right thing to help his friend and didn’t deserve this hostility.


    When he mentioned the photo, Jaxen caught a flicker of doubt in Vincent’s eyes. Despite his anger, Vincent hesitated to confront Katelyn about it. That photo loomed over him like a weight he couldn’t lift.


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    He had no ce to interfere. Not now.


    But perhaps the situation wasn’t what it seemed. Maybe that supposed embrace never really happened. Vincent’s thoughts raced, yet he maintained a calm exterior, his expression nk.


    Jaxen noticed a shift— the tension in Vincent’s posture eased slightly. He lowered the cushion, curiosity crackling between them.


    “Have you spoken to Katelyn about this?” Jaxen asked, his tone careful but firm. “You know what I think? When you find someone you care about, don’t wait. You have to make your move before someone else does. If you hesitate, she could be gone.”


    That was Jaxen’s straightforward view on love. When he felt drawn to someone, he didn’t hold back. He pursued her wholeheartedly until she was his. What followed depended on how well they navigated things together.


    Jaxen knew he meant well, but he wasn’t one for taking things slow, and he epted that about himself. Beingbeled a yer stung more than he liked to admit; people often misunderstood him.


    Vincent’s jaw clenched, anger simmering just beneath the surface. His voice was low and sharp. “What are you saying? This isn’t about getting her to marry me. I’m just afraid Katelyn will make the same mistakes again.”


    He’d spent so much time getting to know Katelyn, enough to understand her deeply. He should have seen it—Katelyn would never put her marriage on the line for any offer, no matter how tempting.


    “Totally oblivious to his own feelings for her. I don’t know whether to feel sorry for him or justugh.”


    Vincent’s expression soured at Jaxen’s words. “Katelyn and I are just friends. That’s all there is.”


    Jaxen rolled his eyes, clearly not buying it. “Come on, no one believes that. Haven’t you learned anything from all this?” He stepped closer, poking Vincent yfully in the chest. “The truth is, Katelyn has carved out a special spot in your heart. You’re just too clueless to notice. If you still don’t see it, we could always try something else to test it.”


    Vincent frowned, skepticism written all over his face. “What kind of test?”<fn98cf> Official source is find?novel</fn98cf>


    But when he saw that photo, his nerves unraveled, clouding his thoughts and making him doubt everything he knew about her.


    Meanwhile, Jaxen waspletely at ease, a yful grin spreading across his face.


    “So, that’s what’s bothering you. I get it, but do you?” Jaxen quickly sensed that, just like Vincent, he had misinterpreted the situation. Still, this misunderstanding was something he could easily tease Vincent about.


    Vincent’s expression darkened, and he fell silent for a moment. No one else could understand the surge of emotions that hit him when he first saw that photo.


    “How can a guy be so head over heels and still not admit it?” Jaxen shook his head, a teasing grin on his face. “He’d make her breakfast and take a bullet for her, but he’s…”


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