∆EZEKIEL POV∆"Leave all those," Zachary said, brushing his thumb gently across my cheek. "Come with me… Let’s go back home."I looked at him for a long moment, the weight of his words settling heavily between us. The apartment felt too small, and too charged with everything that had happened today. But the idea of returning to that mansion, to being surrounded by four walls that felt more like a cage than a home, made something inside me tighten with resistance."No," I replied quietly but firmly, stepping back just enough to create a little space. "I told you I don’t like to be trapped between four walls."Zachary’s jaw tightened, but his hand remained gentle on my face, thumb stroking my skin like he was trying to soothe the tension he could feel radiating from me. "I can’t leave you alone," he said, voice low and rough with concern. "Not after everything happening around you." "I can’t live alone in a room as if I’m a prisoner," I shot back, my voice cracking slightly with exha
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