(Aurora's POV)
"You've been walking," he said. "I've been walking in the same direction."
"That's a very diplomatic way to describe it."
"You've been avoiding me for two weeks," he said. His voice didn't change. "I think I've been fairly patient about it."
I didn't deny it. There wasn't much point.
"I needed some space," I said.
"You've had it." He glanced at me sideways. "Have dinner with me."
It wasn't really a question. It had the shape of one, but not the weight.
I thought about saying no. I ran through the available excuses - work, tiredness, an early morning - and found that none of them felt convincing enough to say out loud. Not to him. He would see straight through every single one.
"Fine," I said.
He didn't look surprised. He just nodded, and we walked out together.
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