Zane's POV
I have tried to hold it in, tried to convince myself that she didn't matter, but who was I kidding? She might be human, but I just can't get over her. Everything in me is telling me to stay away from her, but the more I try, the harder it gets.
I have spent the last few days working on Phoebe's bike, making sure that I paid attention to every detail. I completely restored it because I knew that it would make her happy.
I have never cared about anyone else like that before. No woman has ever made me want to do things to make them happy like she does. Not only that, but I just have the need to protect her.
I came to Berlise for her. I came here because I wanted to see her. Still, I had my doubts. What if she wouldn't want to see me? After all, she had denied that we had me
