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Zander's POV.

"You think I want you?" I spat, my voice heavy with venom, each word laced with the bitterness I couldn't contain. "You actually think I see you as a woman? As someone I could ever want to touch? Don't flatter yourself, Aria. You're delusional if you think I'd want anything to do with you." My voice grew colder, harsher, as I stepped closer, my gaze boring into hers