Selena's POVI slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in the surroundings. The room was quiet, just too quiet, except for the slow breathing of someone sitting beside me. He just sat there, a deep concern etched on his face. His eyes were strangely piercing blue, or perhaps I lost memory of the colour of his eyes? "Selena, you're awake," he whispered, planting a kiss on my neck. The he rose his head up again, furrowing his eyebrows, and his jaw set in a thin firm line."You still don't remember much," he said in a cool and heartbroken tone. I looked up at him, tears brimming in my eyes. But I could still make out his mussed dark hair. It was as if he has been running his hand on it repeatedly, his skin pale and his face gloomy.Despite his tired and sorrowful appearance, he still radiated a sense of comfort and reassurance as he looked at me.Raising my hand gently, I placed it on his face."My dear Zane," I said almost in a whisper. "How can I forget your gentle touch, your kindne
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