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Chapter 43

Zayan's Point of View

She smelt like sunshine. It was a weird way to describe it. But that was what it was. Sunshine and happiness. An endless supply that I could get of. For as long as she wanted me close.

Being this closely pressed to her made me keenly aware of her presence. Of how fragile she was. A small being that I now held the power to make or destroy.

Not that this situation was even remotely so poetic. I was just driving her around on an automatic quad bike. Showing her the ropes so that she could venture after me when I climbed onto the dirt bike a bit later.

Her head remained steadily centered but I could almost sense her eyes moving up and down when I worked the brakes. Or when I sped up using the thumb accelerator. A far cry from being difficult in the slightest. With her brilliant mind, I knew she could figure it out quickly.

Now it was simply a matter of relinquishing the controls so that she could take over. A feat I wanted to do but couldn't bring myself to do. Wha
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