SCARLETTAfter a long, silent car ride, we finally arrived at Zayden’s house. The mansion loomed before us, even more magnificent than I remembered. It had been years since I’d last visited. Zayden had always been the one coming to our house, never the other way around.The mansion was enormous, with tall iron gates, marble steps, and glass windows that sparkled under the moonlight. It screamed wealth and power. A maid greeted us at the door, bowing respectfully.“This is where you’ll be staying,” Zayden said curtly, already stepping away. His tone was cold, distant, as if he wanted nothing to do with me.But I wasn’t about to let him slip away that easily. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand and pulled him into a hug from behind. His entire body tensed, and I felt his muscles go rigid beneath my touch.“What are you doing?” he whispered, his voice sharp.“Thank you… for bringing me here,” I whispered back, holding him tighter.He pulled away abruptly, turning to face me, his eyes da
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