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CHAPTER 91
~Snow's POV~
Frustration churned in my chest as I tried to piece together where she could have gone. If she was in some kind of trouble, or if she needed help… why wouldn't she come to me?
Aira touched my arm gently. "Snow, maybe she went home? Something might have happened."
"There's nothing for her to hurry home for. She still has till tomorrow," I reasoned.
Even at that, the words home Home. I let the word sink in, and something clicked. Her family.
Aira's words echoed in my head, but something gnawed at me as I replayed Zara's recent behaviour.
It wasn't just about her family probably being in trouble. I recalled something Ivan had said a few weeks back—some veiled comment about Zara "coming back" to him.