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last update Last Updated: 2025-04-27 23:08:20

Autumn’s POV

After Clara’s confession, everything felt heavy—my heart, my body, my soul. I couldn’t stand there anymore, couldn’t even look at anyone.

Zane didn’t let me fall.

He lifted me effortlessly in his arms, ignoring the shocked gasps around us, and carried me out of the hall, up the grand staircase into our bedroom.

He kicked the door shut behind him and set me gently on the bed like I was something precious.

I curled into myself, wrapping my arms around my knees. I felt small… so small.

For a few moments, there was only silence — heavy, raw, suffocating.

Then the bed dipped beside me as Zane sat down. He didn’t speak, didn’t force me to talk.

Instead, he pulled me gently into his lap, cradling me against his chest.

I could feel the strong, steady beat of his heart against my cheek.

I clung to his shirt, needing something—anything—to ground me.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice rough and hoarse. "I'm so sorry I ever doubted you... that I ever made you
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