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... d the bedroom, Zayn closed the door softly behind us, his hand still locked with mine. His eyes never left me dark, vulnerable, and filled with something he couldn’t quite say. There wasn’t raw need in them, but rather a quiet stubbornness. He wanted to show me he was strong, that he wasn’t weak, and to reassure himself that my love for him hadn’t changed.
"Babe..." I whispered, searching his face. "Are you sure about this?"
He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he stepped closer ...
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