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Zahir spotted Emily standing alone near the food table, her back turned toward him. He saw an opportunity and sauntered over with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Oh my god, the Siamese twins are separated? How will you survive?” He taunted, crossing his arms.

Emily turned, rolling her eyes as she picked up a snack.

“If I didn’t know better, Zahir, I would think you were jealous.” She smirked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Jealous? Of him? For you? Come on, Emily, don’t flatter yourself. That’s a bit too delusional, even for you.” Zahir scoffed, though a faint flush of pink crept up his neck.

Emily tilted her head, giving him a knowing grin.

"Mmm, whatever sails your boat, bad boy." She rolled her eyes again, but there was amusement in her tone.

Zahir stepped closer, his presence suddenly feeling heavier, more intense.

"Please, Aaron and I aren't even in the same league," he shot back, though his voice sounded less sure now, a bit shaky.

Emily let out a laugh, clearly enjoying ruffl