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CHAPTER 338
~Zara's POV~
"You're a dork," I giggled.
"Your dork."
"That, you are."
With a quick push, he opened the flap and entered the tent.
The tent was simple but beautiful. I had it arranged that way—a king-sized bed, a couple of chairs, a table, and a small stove.
A warm glow from the lamps spread around the tent, creating a romantic ambience.
"This is amazing, Zara. You did all of this for us?"
"Do you like it?"
"Like? I love it."
"Then yes, all for us."
Snow's lips crashed against mine as he set me down on my feet.
"Thank you," he murmured, his voice laced with raw emotion.
"It was nothing," I blushed, tucking a stray hair behind my ear.
"Zara, this is a lot," he insisted. "No one's ever done something like this for me."
"And they better not," I replied, teasing.