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CHAPTER 302
~Zaria's POV~
The candle on my bedside table flickered slightly as the night wind brushed through the partially open window.
I sat in silence, my hands folded in my lap as my fingers traced idle patterns against the silk sheets as I stared out of the window, my mind replaying the events of the evening repeatedly and contrasting it with the past when Zara was a kid.
Zara was gone.
She had left me.
Despite everything—the time we'd spent together, the memories we'd created—she had still chosen to slip away like a thief in the night.
My chest ached, not just from anger but from the sheer weight of disappointment. I had thought we were finally bridging the gap between us, but now, it felt like she had been one step ahead of me all along.
