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The evening air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of distant bakeries and the quiet hum of passing cars. Katherine led the way down the less crowded streets of Willow Haven, where the glow of warm café lights flickered against the pavement, casting gentle halos on the ground.

Zayn walked beside her, his pace measured, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, as if trying to ground himself in the silence that stretched between them.

He had been waiting for this moment—waiting for the chance to finally say what had been weighing on his chest since Katherine walked out on him.

But as the silence lingered, thick and unmoving, he felt the weight of her presence beside him—the way she kept her gaze forward, unwilling to let him into whatever thoughts were running through her mind.

He cleared his throat, his voice quiet, edged with hesitation.

"I'm sorry."

The words slipped out, raw and unpolished, carried by the gentle evening breeze.

Katherine didn't respond.
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