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89~ I'm Never Letting You Go Again

مؤلف: Ashveil
last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-10-09 07:08:15

Zane's Point Of View

“Why now?” The words tasted like ash.

Ronan’s hand slid to the back of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair, just tight enough to make my breath stutter. “Because I’m tired of lying to myself.” His voice was a growl, low and desperate. “Because I can’t fucking breathe without you, Zane.”

I should’ve laughed. Should’ve called him a liar. But his mouth was so close to mine, his breath hot against my lips, and I could feel myself crumbling, all the walls I’d built turning
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