POV KaydenStanding there, watching Zara’s small shoulders tremble, something in my chest tightened. She looked so vulnerable, so fragile, and suddenly, I didn’t know what to do with myself. How could someone as strong as her look so small right now?“Zara,” I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady, “what’s wrong with you?”She didn’t answer. Instead, she just stepped closer, her face hard, but she wouldn’t let me move any nearer. Then she threw it at me, blunt as always, “I just dislike you intensely, can’t I?”I blinked. Dislike me? That was new.“You dislike me?” I asked, completely thrown off by her sudden declaration. “Why do you dislike me?”She huffed, crossing her arms, her eyes sharp. “There’s no reason. I just don’t like you when I look at you!”Okay, that stung a little. Here I was, worried sick about her, and she was telling me she couldn’t stand the sight of me. But even as she said it, I could tell it wasn’t true. Not really. There was something else going on here.
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