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Isla Ashford

Where fire pretends to be ice

Y/n has always known one thing for certain: some people are easier to hate than to understand. And Elliot Vance? He makes it effortless. Sharp-tongued, infuriatingly calm, and always exactly where she doesn’t want him to be—he turns every room into a battlefield and every conversation into a war she refuses to lose.

Never Mine, Always Yours

No labels, no promises, no “what are we?” conversations whispered in the dark. Just late-night phone calls that lasted until sunrise, hands brushing a little too long, and the kind of intimacy that looked like love to everyone except them.