The reluctant vow
A soft, hesitant knock interrupts the silence.
Zara turns sharply, a flicker of caution crossing her face.
ZARA
(quietly)
Yes?
From behind the door, Regan’s voice is low, almost tentative.
REGAN
Can I come in?
Zara hesitates for a heartbeat, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. Then, with a slow breath, she steps aside and unlocks the door.
Regan enters carefully, holding a tray balanced with deliberate care. On it rests a stack of golden pancakes topped with fresh berries, a small bowl of sliced mango, and a steaming cup of ginger tea.
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