Zade doesn’t look at her⸺doesn’t stop.


watching him. ⸺ Zade is at the piano. It’s something she’s only seen him do a handful of times—
⸺The melody is slow, low, the kind that settles deep in her chest, pressing against something
Zade doesn’t look at her⸺doesn’t stop.
Something flickers in her stomach, but she pushes past it, shifting slightly, the blanket
He exhales a quiet chuckle, fingers still moving. As he then glances at her, a smirk appears.



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