Rae's POV
Zara grabbed my hand. "Hey. Look at me. If Killian says it's not his, believe him. He's crazy about you. I've seen the way he looks at you-like you hung the moon. He's not gonna throw that away for some messy ex. And even if by some miracle it was his, he'd still choose you. I can tell."
I swallowed hard. "You think?"
"I know," she said firmly. "Now stop spiraling. Let's talk about something else. Like how I'm actually feeling... weirdly okay today."
I blinked. "Wait, really?"
She nodded, tucking hair behind her ear. "Yeah. I cried it out last night. And honestly? I think I'm ready to move on. There's this guy... older, like mid-30s, really private. We've been talking. He's sexy as hell-deep voice, tattoos, the whole vibe. He's not rushing anything, just... slow and intenti
