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Zander's POV.

The morning was quiet, but my mind was anything but. My conversation with Aria the night before still lingered in my thoughts-the way she had walked into my study with the Gucci box, oblivious to the storm she had unknowingly stirred. Asher's audacity to give her a gift, to even look at her, burned in my chest like a fire I couldn't extinguish.

I couldn't let him believe