However, Francisco remained steadfast, giving her a look that quelled her attempts to escape his arms. A mixture of confusion and a growing sense of surrender flickered in Hazel's eyes as she slowly lowered her gaze.
'I need to calm down.'
She thought her mind was racing.
'I should not be reactive.
If I need that drive, I need to go close to him at any cost.
Whatever I am doing, it’s my job, nothing else.'
In an effort to compose herself, Hazel tightened her grip on the book, pressing it against her chest.
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