Zed's POVThere was silence for a moment—a thick, almost suffocating one—after Zara's admission. Even Olive, normally placid mother that she was, didn't move, staring wide-eyed, fist closed against her chest as if she was attempting to hold her heart in place. Creed did not say a word. Yuki was blinking wildly as though he was attempting to make sense of what he had just heard. But me? I was staring at her, and all I felt was wonder.She was sitting beside me now, her hands trembling a bit, her eyes red but dry—as if she'd cried out all the tears in her body. That resilience? That was what broke me. Not the terror, not the admission, not even the brutality of what she'd endured—but that she stood there in it, shaking and bared, and still wouldn't cringe.I grasped her hand.Zara blinked at me, lost.Creed's voice cut across the quiet like a dull blade. "Zed. she'll need a second.""No," I said, quietly. "That's the second."I put my hand in my pocket.Zara's mother let out a shocked g
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