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53 - The Quiet Aftermath

Author: Jacy Kyomi
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Zayn's Pov

I nudged the bedroom door open with my shoulder, carefully balancing the tray in my hand.

The scent of basil and tomatoes filled the air as I stepped inside, where Araceli sat propped against the headboard, her laptop on her thighs, her eyes puffy and tired.

“Special delivery,” I said, setting the tray down on the nightstand.

She glanced at the bowl, her lips quirking into a faint smile. “What’s this?”

“Minestrone,” I said, straightening up. “Made it myself. Every chop and stir done with love.”

Her eyebrows shot up, and for the first time all day, a teasing glint appeared in her eyes. “With love, huh? Are you sure it wasn’t the chef who made it? Because this looks too perfect to be yours.”

I smirked, grabbing the spoon and holding it out to her. “You wound me, mi amor. After all the effort I put in preparing this master delicacy, this is the thanks I get?”

She chuckled softly, the sound a little raspy from her earlier vomiting. “I will believe you when
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