Chase POV:
I walked into the café early that morning, the place mostly empty as usual. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and I slid into my usual seat by the window, the one where I could keep an eye on the street and on her.
Leila.
It had been almost four full day since she caught me, and even though she'd punched me in the nose and basically told me to leave her the hell alone, I couldn't get her out of my head. There was something about her, something magnetic, that I couldn't quite shake. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, but I couldn't figure out if it was because she was my other half, or if there was something darker at play.
Whatever the reason, it was like I couldn't stop myself from coming back.
But today? Today, I wasn't prepared for what I was about to learn.
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