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134. CONFLICTED

Author: Faith Adore
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-30 14:49:01

CLARA

Zayn had started acting strange. It didn’t happen overnight, but it felt like it did. One minute he was texting me back in seconds, calling me between shifts, checking up on me like I was the only thing keeping his head above water. The next, it was silence for hours, a few distracted replies here and there, and a weird, tight way he smiled whenever I brought up Connie or anything remotely close to it.

The other day, we had a conversation,

"Did you delete the video?" I had asked him. He stared at me blankly for a while like he did not know what to say. Then he nodded once, tearing his eyes away from me,

"I did."

"It’s up on Trace, Zayn. I didn't send it to anyone but you—"

He scoffed, his eyes darkening. "What, so I sent it out? Because you did not send it to anyone else, I sent it out?"

I could see that he was trying to be calm but failing. I tried a smile,

"I'm not… I did not accuse you, Zayn. I just… it's confusing."

"Ever thought of the fact that his rebel of a nephew could
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