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... glow across the room. The fire had burned low, but I could still feel its warmth—or maybe it was just him.
Zain stood near the window, shirtless, shoulders tense as if holding up the world. He hadn’t spoken in minutes, just stared out like the forest might steal me before morning.
"Come back to bed," I whispered, pulling the sheet around me.
His eyes met mine, and gods—there was so much in them. Hunger, fear, love. All tangled like thorns around a bleeding heart.
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