ALIONA'S POV
Zane Faron sitting on the same bench with me, without trying to cuss me out, and make me feel less of myself. Instead, his shoulders brushed against mine, and warmth spiralled through my spine.
Silence rented the air between us.
My throat felt parched. “What do you want from me?” I asked, my tone dry. “Why are you here? I'm sure you know I have to be by Julian's side,”
When he shifted his gaze to me, I caught a glimpse of jealousy carved into his features. My heart fluttered in my chest. Then, like it was never there, the emotion disappeared into thin air.
“I came so we could talk,” He began. Zane made to reach for my hands, when I pulled away, a twinge of surprise skated through his face. My action surprised even myself. “Aliona, you've changed. You're not the perso
