Her Letter

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CHAPTER 302

~Zaria's POV~

The candle on my bedside table flickered slightly as the night wind brushed through the partially open window. 

I sat in silence, my hands folded in my lap as my fingers traced idle patterns against the silk sheets as I stared out of the window, my mind replaying the events of the evening repeatedly and contrasting it with the past when Zara was a kid.

Zara was gone.

She had left me.

Despite everything—the time we'd spent together, the memories we'd created—she had still chosen to slip away like a thief in the night.

My chest ached, not just from anger but from the sheer weight of disappointment. I had thought we were finally bridging the gap between us, but now, it felt like she had been one step ahead of me all along.