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I was too overwhelmed to even wonder why he was so focused on
avoiding regrets before turning thirty–two.
“Cedar…” he called my name, his voice deep and resonant.
His voice was like a velvet cello string, the way he said my name
plucking directly at my heartstrings. The palpitations grew stronger.
I felt I might die right there, enveloped in that voice…
“Cedar, I…” Ridley began, his deep voice barely forming the words.
Suddenly, I felt his body stiffen.
He abruptly released me and strode toward the bathroom, shutting
the door behind him.
I clutched my chest, gulping air, still processing what had happened.
From behind the door came the faint sound of coughing,
What exactly was Ridley trying to do?
I stared blankly at the closed bathroom door, my pulse thundering in
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my ears, every nerve ending on fire.
I couldn’t stay. I had no idea how to face him when he emerged
So I fled.
Charles was dozing in the car when I burst outside. The elderly
gentleman hurried to meet me. “Miss Wright, where are you going?”
I glanced back at the door, terrified Ridley might follow. Swallowing
the cold night air, I whispered, “Charles, could you please drive me
home now? I need to leave.”
Charles seemed reluctant but drove me home anyway.
Back at the apartment, I went through my nighttime routine on
autopilot. Even after a hot shower, sleep wouldn’t come.
Was he… actually flirting with me? The thought made my cheeks
burn. Tonight felt like I was seeing a completely different side of him
-not the composed, untouchable CEO I worked for every day, but
someone vulnerable, almost… tender?
But that’s crazy, right? Why would someone like Ridley Sterling be
interested in me? He could have anyone who actually belonged in his
world.
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Yet the way he looked at me, the way his voice dropped when he said
my name… it felt so real, so intentional. Was he really about to say
what I thought he was going to say?
I tossed and turned for hours, my mind replaying every moment with
Ridley until exhaustion finally pulled me under.
But all night, my dreams were filled with Ridley’s face, giving me no
escape.
When I woke the next morning, his image still lingered before my
eyes.
I splashed cold water on my face and firmly patted my cheeks, trying
to snap myself back to reality.
“Stop daydreaming, Cedar Wright! You and Ridley Sterling?
Impossible!” I scolded my reflection in the mirror.
Just as I’d finally composed myself and was preparing to make
breakfast, my phone vibrated in my bag. Emma Pierce was calling.
“Cedar! We’re heading to the venue to set up now. Get over here!”
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My heart sank. I still had no idea how to face Ridley again. I couldn’t
possibly go to his birthday party.
“I–I didn’t sleep well last night and I’m not feeling great, so I can’t
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