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𝟐𝟎. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧."

Ayaan's POV

Jealousy never sounded so fascinating - until her. She thought she hid it perfectly, but the rising storm beneath her chest barely concealed her sharp remarks. The way her darkened, her lips pressed into a thin stubborn line, her grip tightened around her phone, the way her tone turned sharp the time those confession words slipped out of Anyra's mouth.

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𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀

A piece of silence in the bundle of chaos😌