A Quiet Theft

Zara

"How did you…?" My voice came out smaller than I intended.

He smiled, slow and unbothered, the kind of smile that had probably gotten him out of a hundred difficult conversations.

"I didn't trust you," he said. "You are always one step away from something. Some small move is always somewhere in your head."

I rolled my eyes. "Right."

"The moment you started looking at the door, I knew."

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