CLAIM ME, STEP-BROTHER.
My brain fuzzy from all the excess glasses I had.
Just when we arrived a couple of minutes later, the stairs blurred beneath my feet as I climbed, one hand gripping the railing.
When I walked in, light spilled from the kitchen and then I looked up. Just when I did, our eyes met.
Zara.
She stood there with a glass of water, hair loose, she had on her night robe, eyes lifting to meet mine.
We froze.
I tried to speak but failed in between as the world tilted and I stumbled but she caught me surprisingly.
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