(ZAYNE'S POV)
For a full five seconds, I just stand there. Staring.
Because there she is.
Aurianna.
At my f*****g door.
Platinum blonde hair. Icy blue eyes. Dressed in black jeans and a simple shirt like she's not the same woman who nearly broke my nose last weekend.
She smirks, one brow lifting. "You gonna let me in, or are you planning to keep standing there like you've seen a ghost?"
My brain finally reboots. "Uh... no, I mean-yeah, come in."
Before I can even move, I hear a voice from my phone. "Hey, Zayne? Is that her?"
Right. Cameron's still on FaceTime.
I blink, still processing. "Uh, I'll talk to you later, Cam."
"What? No, no, no, no-turn the phone around, let me-"
"Bye." I end the call, shove my phone into my pocket, and run a hand through my hair like that'll somehow
