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EZRA I felt her anger before I saw her, and for a moment I thought about hiding. It would have been childish to hide, but Amara had a way of bringing out the child in me. I didn’t know what I had done to upset her this time, but after last night, I was exhausted. I hadn’t slept much at all after kissing Zaiyree. I had stayed in bed, trying to convince myself to not get up to find Zaiyree and finish off where I had left her. The kiss had ignited a fire in me that I had been able to suppress until last night, but now it was raging unlike before. Even now, I didn’t fully trust myself around Zaiyree. If I saw her, there was a high possibility I would scoop her up and throw her down on the bed. The only thing stopping me was that I knew she deserved better than that. Amara stormed into the t