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Zara's POV

I opened my eyes wide when I felt gazes towards me, Bryan who was supporting his body with one hand while looking at me closely. My feeling is spot on. Don't forget his friendly smile.

"Good morning, Zara." he said with a smile.

"Good morning, Bryan." I answered limp.

Bryan frowned.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" he asked while holding my forehead.

I immediately lowered his hand.

"I'm not sick, Bry. I'm just tired." I answered with a smile.

"Tired? Because of what?" he asked again.

Ohh, was he pretending to forget?

"Don't you remember?" I asked, wide-eyed.

He burst out laughing at that.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry about last night. What do I have to do to be forgiven?" he asked.

For a moment I thought of something.

"Are you sure I'm safe from David's attacks or threats?" I asked to make sure.

He nodded then smiled.

"Don't worry. I've taken care of everything. He won't dare to come near you again." he replied while stroking my hair.

"Is that true?" I asked again.

"Of cour