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Zara POV I didn't sleep.I lay on top of my covers and stared at the ceiling and replayed it in pieces the mango tree story, the way he'd said don't smile, the specific quiet of his voice when he told me he came back because of what happened five years ago.Not because of Kofi.Not because of Atlanta.Because of what happened.I turned onto my side and pressed my face into the pillow.He knew. He had known for weeks and he had kept coming back and sat at my kitchen table and eaten dinner and watched me build Pinky in real time without saying a word. He had let me maintain the lie while quietly confirming it piece by piece.I was furious.I was also aware, under the fury, of something that frightened me more than the specific relief of being seen. Of having the exhausting work of concealment simply stop. Someone knows. Even him. Even like this.I pressed that feeling flat and went back to being furious.It was safer.Kofi was already in the kitchen when I came down. Bowl of cereal,