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CHAPTER 389
~Zara's POV~
The night stretched on, the burning sensation dulling into an unbearable ache. My body was exhausted, but my mind refused to stop replaying every moment, every touch, every whisper I had once shared with Snow.
And now, he was giving those moments to her.
When the first rays of sunlight peeked through my window, I felt hollow—empty.
I couldn't keep running from this. I needed answers.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I reached for my phone and opened our message thread. I stared at his name for a long moment before finally typing out a short message.
"We need to talk."
I hesitated, then added an address—a quiet, private place where we could speak freely.
Somewhere, neither of us could hide.
And then, with a deep breath, I hit send.
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~Snow's POV~
I woke up expecting to feel the warmth of Zara's body beside me.
But when I reached out, all I felt was cold sheets.
