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Jude shrank into herself, a blush spreading across her cheeks after being caught hiding from him. She let out a small sigh as she pushed herself up off of the floor and met Z's gaze. "Aren't you angry? We're being used like pawns -- they know we don't like each other but the don't care. How are you being so calm about this?" The brunette asked her voice sharp as she let her emotions get the better of her after leaving them to bubble up in the silence. Jude paused, bringing her hand to her mouth as she tried to push her feelings back down. "I'm sorry. You're right, for once. I just... " She trailed off, her tone losing its edge. "Let's grab something to eat."

z paced the living room, the silence almost as oppressive as the forced situation they found themselves in. he wasn't sure what he had expected, but jude hiding away wasn't it. he took a deep breath, running a hand through his hair before heading towards the bedroom.

❛ jude, ❜ he called softly, leaning against the door frame, not wanting to startle her. ❛ i know this isn't what either of us wanted, but hiding isn't going to make it any easier. ❜ he hesitated for a moment, choosing his words carefully. ❛ look, i get it. we’re different, & we don't have to like each other. but we're stuck in this together, at least for now. so, let's try to make the best of it. we don’t have to talk about anything serious. just… come out & eat something. you must be hungry. ❜ z sighed, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him like a ton of bricks. ❛ i promise, i’m not here to make things harder for you. ❜

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In the dim confines of their new home, Jude huddled on the floor behind the bed in the oppressive silence that had filled the house all night. She still couldn't believe her father had forced this union on her. All her life, she'd strived to avoid him and his business, his violent lifestyle a constant shadow she desperately wanted to outrun. But somehow, she'd been dragged back into it.

She'd met Z a few times, enough to know their differences were as vast as the ocean, their mutual dislike a palpable tension in the air. The awkwardness of their first night together in the same house was a suffocating blanket, the weight of her father’s expectations pressing down on her like a physical force.  Jude wondered how long she could hide out in the bedroom from him before he'd attempt to look for her.