Zara’s P.O.VI hadn’t been sleeping. Not really. Just lying still. Eyes closed, body quiet, but my mind was wide awake. Counting, thinking, replaying. The conversation. The tone. The way he had looked at me, not like an enemy neither like an ally. But like a problem waiting to be solved.I hated that, because he wasn’t wrong. A soft sound broke through the silence. My eyes snapped open instantly. Not a knock. Not footsteps. Something lighter. Closer.I didn’t move immediately. I listened first. Nothing. Then a shift occurred near the window. I sat up slowly, controlled, and careful. The curtain moved slightly. Just enough.My pulse kicked hard at once. I stood and took deliberate steps across the room. No panic. No hesitation. Just forward. When I reached the window, I didn’t pull the curtain back immediately. “You’re getting bold.” I said flatly and quietly instead.“So are you.” the response came after a pause.That damned voice again. I pulled the curtain aside. Not too wide, just
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