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Chapter 28

Zayan's Point of View

The trout taunted me with their slow movements. Swirling. Gliding. Ignoring my fucking bait that was right in front of them. Hell, I even whipped the fly fishing rod the way my dad had taught me. Nothing.

They remained unphased by my effort. Which infuriated me more.

"Unclench your jaw, Zayan. You are scaring the fish." My dad mocked, a taunting smile on his lips.

We were about knee depth in the pond. Could feel the cool rush of water against the rubber fishing suit I wore. It was uncomfortable but so was this entire experience. I wasn't a waiting type of person. Hated fishing to my very core.

And my dad adored it. So we compromised and promised to spend at least one afternoon a week fishing. A nice relaxing afternoon with just the two of us. Even my phone had been switched off. Which was torture, considering my current predicament with Kamari.

"They hate the lure I am using," I growled out. This led to my dad chuckling beside me.

Effortlessly, he whipped his
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