The shadow's grip
Her breath caught.
Not in fear.
In victory.
Because finally, finally, finally—
He had snapped.
Shikamaru exhaled slowly, his voice quiet. Dangerous.
"I don't like repeating myself, Sakura."
She smirked. "Then don't."
A muscle in his jaw ticked.
But he still didn't let go.
And that?
That was everything.
End of Chapter Ten