Chapter 114 Stress and silences

Zara’s POV

The cafeteria was louder than usual that morning, or maybe it was just me. Every scrape of a chair against tile, every burst of laughter, every clatter of trays seemed to sink claws into the side of my head. The noise didn’t just echo—it pressed in.

And still, I walked in with Zarek bes...

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