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Green Eyed Monster

Author: Ovia Rebecca
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Katherine barely noticed the distance between them as she hurried forward, her steps quick, her chest tightening with relief at the sight of Zayn standing at the far side of the compound. The weight of the evening—the forgotten invitations, the tension with Hailey, the looming anxiety about making a good impression—momentarily lifted at the sight of him.

He was here.

He had truly waited for her.

A smile tugged at her lips, unbidden, as she moved closer, ready to let out a breath of gratitude, to thank him for being there just when she needed him.

But then she saw her.

Standing beside him, poised with effortless grace, was a woman.

Katherine’s steps slowed, her breath catching in her throat as her gaze flickered between Zayn and the mysterious stranger beside him. The woman had an air of elaborate confidence, her posture relaxed but undeniably composed, as if she belonged here—as if she belonged beside him.

Zayn, seemingly unaware of Katherine’s sudden hesi
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