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๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ. "๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง."

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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A piece of silence in the bundle of chaos๐Ÿ˜Œ