Ashara opened her eyes the moment she sensed the shift in the room’s energy. Her father had just left, the heavy sound of the front door closing echoed faintly through the walls. She blinked slowly, adjusting to the dim golden glow of the lamp on the bedside table. Her body was still aching, not from injury, but from the weight of humiliation and fear she’d endured earlier.The first thing she saw was Zev—sitting quietly in a chair near the window, arms folded, eyes lost in the darkness beyond the glass. His profile was somber, unlike his usual teasing and lively self. He was still in the clothes he wore during the confrontation, and his hair was slightly tousled, as if he’d run his hand through it too many times.“Zev…” Her voice was soft, uncertain. He turned toward her immediately.Ashara gave him a fragile smile. “Thank you… for letting me stay here tonight.”Zev’s eyes met hers, but instead of the usual warmth, there was something else—something unreadable. He gave a faint nod, n
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