He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

I looked at her more carefully now. There was something in her tone.

Something firm and sharp beneath the softness.

“She’s not an obstacle,” Aria continued. “When I decide to move, she’ll understand exactly where she stands.”

I blinked.

“…and where is that?”

“Below me.”

There it was again.

That certainty.

That quiet, unsettling confidence.

I stared at her for a second longer than necessary. Then asked, before I could stop myself, “And what exactly are you planning to do?”

She turned to me, smiling again in a way that almost felt disturbing.

“You’ll see.”

I did not find that comforting or satisfying. But before I could respond, she clapped her hands lightly.

“Come on,” she said. “The band’s performing in a few minutes. I’ve been waiting for that all day.”

The shift was so sudden I almost questioned if I had imagined the earlier part of the conversation.

But I hadn’t.

I nodded anyway. “Yes. Let’s go.”

Because if there was ever a good time to leave-

It was now.

The auditorium was alive in a different way.

Lights dimmed slightly. The stage lit up in colors that shifted and blended, casting soft glows over the crowd. Students filled the seats, voices buzzing in anticipation.

We took seats toward the back. Aria leaned forward almost immediately, her attention fully captured the second the first

band walked on stage.

I tried.

I really did.

The music started, loud and energetic, the kind that makes people nod along even if they don’t know the song. And for a

moment, I was there.

Present and watching. Then I wasn’t.

My thoughts drifted.

Back to the field and back to him.

Back to Aria sitting beside me, confidently planning his future like it was already decided.

I shifted slightly in my seat.

No.

We’re not doing that.

I don’t care.

He can date whoever he wants. Be with whoever he wants. It has absolutely nothing to do with me.

I faced the stage again but wasn’t really there even though I told myself otherwise. This comtinued until the music and performance ended so that the applause pulled me fully back into the room.

“Wasn’t that amazing?” Aria said, turning to me.

“Yes,” I nodded. “Very… musical.”

She laughed.

We left shortly after, parting ways once we reached the main hallway.

“See you tomorrow,” she said.

“Yeah. Tomorrow.”

I watched her walk away for a second. Then turned in the opposite direction.

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