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“Which Zayne do you need right now, then?” There was a softness to his voice that you’d never heard before. It laid gently over you, his usual undercurrent of ice shifting to a fresh snow that blanketed you delicately.
You cleared your throat, gathering the confidence, “I need the Zayne that will meet me at that late night café next to the arcade. In about…20 minutes.”
The line was silent for too long. You felt the sting of rejection and took in a breath, ready to rescind the offer, but he finally spoke, “I can be that Zayne.”
Bookmarked by Semiramisia
06 May 2025
