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Zander’s POV.

Aria’s eyes snapped back to me, anger flashing in them like a spark igniting dry wood. Her lips curled into a bitter smile, one that didn’t reach her eyes. “You think you know me so well, don’t you?” she said, her voice low and sharp. “You think you can just walk back into my life and tell me what I am or what I’m not. But you don’t know me anymore, Zander