They say love arrives when you least expect it. That it doesn’t knock–it barges in, unapologetic and wild, disrupting everything you thought you knew about yourself. Ava Reynolds had never believed that. Not until he happened. Her life wasn’t extraordinary. She didn’t own designer shoes or brunch at rooftop lounges overlooking the city skyline. She didn’t come from money or privilege. Her world was made up of warm cups of coffee, pencil sketches on frayed corners of napkins, the soft rustle of canvases being unwrapped in the art gallery where she worked, and the slow but sure rhythm of a life lived safely. But she felt deeply. Ava loved the quiet things–sunsets melting into the lake, poetry read aloud in dark cafes, the way autumn leaves crunched under her boots. She believed in beauty, in passion, in the pull of something greater than herself. Yet love? Real, breathtaking love? That seemed like a fairytale other people were lucky enough to live. Until one rainy Thursday afternoon, everything changed. She hadn’t planned on staying late at the gallery. The rain had been coming down in sheets, the streetlights casting golden glows on slick sidewalks. She was closing up, hands wrapped around a mug of chamomile tea, when the heavy doors swung open. And there he was. Damian Wolfe. He didn’t belong in her world. He was a contradiction to everything Ava had ever known–sharp suits and sharper gazes, quiet confidence wrapped in layers of control. A man who walked like he owned the ground beneath his feet, who looked at her like he could see every hidden part she tried so hard to protect. She should have been cautious. She should have smiled politely, stepped back, and kept her distance. But from the moment their eyes met, Ava knew–this wasn’t going to be safe. This was going to be the kind of love that unraveled her. And she wanted it anyway.

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