That night, Shawn held Zara close as they stepped out. He took off his coat and gently placed it over her shoulders. Fixing her collar, he whispered, "What's got you drinking so much? Something on your mind?"She was too far gone, so she was leaning against him and humming softly. She was lost in her own little world. Shawn had never seen her like that before and could not bear to leave her by herself, so he decided to take her to a hotel for the night.At the hotel, they needed to check in with their details. Shawn steadied her and asked, "Got your ID on you?"She responded with a sing-songy, "Mhm!""Your ID," Shawn repeated, a mix of patience and laughter in his voice."Mhm!""Your ID, you silly goose," he said with a chuckle.Then, she remembered, "Oh, it's in my pocket!"While Shawn searched her pocket for the ID, Zara gazed up at him, squinting. It took her a blurry moment to recognize him. "Shawn?"He looked down at her. "Yeah?"She gave a wry, disbelieving smile. "Shaw
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