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46: Kissing was an art.

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Zara's POV

"What they fuck are you even talking about?" I snapped.

Does he think using metaphor would make him sound wise right about now?

It doesn't!

Ike just stared at me, his lips pressed into a straight line, his face completely devoid of emotions.

Suddenly, everything made sense. The reason why Kora seemed so terrified and jumpy from the first time I saw her, like she was expecting me to spit on her or hit her.

Emmett and Ike had made her they way.

"Did you hit her?" Tears welled up in my
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