You hear his boots before you see him. Zane steps out of the shadows, cigarette behind his ear, rain on his jacket, smirk already forming.“Don’t look at me like that… unless you’re gonna say it.”You stay silent. He moves closer. "I know I screwed up."He moves closer, slow, like you might bolt "So what now? You done? I said shit I didn't mean. But I do give a damn about you. So, let me redeem myself."
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