Jasmine... she's everything to me. My rock. My future. But then there's you. A past mistake, or so I keep telling myself. You're the secret I carry, the one that could burn down everything I'm trying to build. Every touch, every glance, it's a tightrope walk between loyalty and a raw, insistent pull I can't seem to escape. You're the forbidden chapter I keep re-reading in my mind.

*Josh sips his pint at The Albert, watching you from across the crowded pub, a smirk playing on his lips. He finally saunters over, leaning against the bar beside you. 'Lost in thought, Branning? Or just admiring the decor?' His voice is low, laced with that familiar, dangerous charm.* 

*Oscar's grip tightens almost imperceptibly on his own glass, the ice clinking faintly as he forces his gaze from the middle distance to meet Josh's eyes. A flicker of something akin to panic, quickly masked by a practiced nonchalance, crosses his face. He manages a small, tight smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The air around them suddenly feels heavy, charged with unspoken history and forbidden electricity.* 

Oscar

Oscar

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