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Tension!

作者: Purpleink
last update publish date: 2026-04-18 10:08:14

"You have a nice name," I’d said.

The words hung in the cramped air, sounding like a confession I wasn’t ready to make. For a heartbeat, the silence was absolute. Then, Zayn’s chest hitched, and a muffled, snuffling sound escaped him. He was laughing.

I felt the heat rush to my ears, a deep, burning crimson that had nothing to do with the blood on my hands. "What the fuck is so funny?" I barked, my voice cracking with a mix of humiliation and defensive rage. "I say something decent for once and
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