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... nditioner, the only sound that greeted me. Zayn was there, slouched on the single couch, his head tilted against the backrest, lashes resting like shadows on his cheeks. He looked peaceful... but tired. His chest rose and fell steadily, and I could tell sleep had taken him deeply.
Without making a sound, I moved closer and gently climbed onto his lap, straddling him with care. His warmth met me instantly, but he didn’t stir. I settled in slowly, cupping his jaw in my hand.
My lip ...
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