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The Next Morning
The morning sun filtered through the high windows, brushing against my skin like a cruel tease of warmth. But inside me? I was a mess of tangled sheets, heavy breaths, and leftover need.
Zain was gone.
Of course, he was.
Left nothing behind but his scent—still clinging to my skin, still tormenting every inch of me. I lay there for a moment longer, staring at the ceiling like it held answers. My body still ached from the night before—not fr ...
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