"I swear, if you don't fall for me within fifteen days, I'll completely disappear from your life."
Eric's voice carried an unusual weight, a rare sincerity that Abaddon wasn't accustomed to hearing from him. In the dim light of the corner, there was no smirk or playful twist to his lips—only determination.
"The photos," Abaddon said sharply, cutting through the tension like a blade.
"Of course, I'll delete them. Why would I keep a stranger's nude photos on my phone?" Eric replied without hesitation, as if the matter was simple.
Abaddon studied him in silence, his piercing eyes searching for deceit. There was none—only a calm confidence in Eric's tone. After a prolonged pause, he spoke coldly, "Fine. But remember the promise you made."
With a slight turn of his body, Abaddon began to walk away. Eric followed immediately, his shoes tapping lightly on the floor behind him.
"What now?" Abaddon asked, stopping mid-step and shooting him a questioning glance.
