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CHAPTER 145
~Spring's POV~
My heart rate skyrocketed as I realised my mistake. "I mean, I arrived here at Rhys' house, away from home, Mum, and Rose."
"Oh."
I nodded.
Eryx stepped closer again, now barely a breath away. His eyes searched mine—genuinely, openly, like he was trying to read the parts of me I wasn't saying aloud.
"Some things don't change though," he murmured. "Not really."
"Like?"
"Like how I still remember the way you used to laugh when you beat me at sparring," he said, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "Or how you always hum while brushing your hair. Or how you used to climb the tallest tree in the yard just to prove you could."
"You mean when you let me beat you in sparring?"
Eryx lifted his hand. "Guilty as charged."
I smiled despite myself.
He chuckled, then stopped—his expression softening into something else, something more vulnerable.
"I notice everything about you, Spring. Even the little things. Maybe more than I should."
