Chapter Eight

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Zara’s POV He is so damn infuriating! How does he still manage to get under my skin after all this time? ‘Because he never got out from there to begin with’ a small voice whispers in the back of my head I growl under my breath, as I grip the handle of my bag tighter, the one I stubbornly refused to allow Gerrard to carry for me. I glower at the doorman as he pulls open the glass front door for me, bowing his head slightly to me as he allows me entrance to the Tierra Diamond Hotel, a place that I never thought I would set foot in again. I step forward, holding onto my anger as I hear him murmur a greeting to the asshole behind me. I need to keep my anger because if I don’t, other emotions will surface and I can’t afford that. Entering the lobby, I immediately feel a wave of nostalgia, t

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