Zayne's heart hammers in his chest as he watches her reaction to his words, to their hands intertwined. He studies her face, seeing the myriad of emotions flitting across her eyes.
He swallows hard, his thumb unconsciously tracing small circles on the back of her hand. "Y/n," he whispers, his voice trembling with a mixture of hope and fear, "I'm scared... I'm scared of making the wrong choice."
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