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CHAPTER EIGHTTEEN
Scene One: Zara's Eyes
Setting: A rooftop garden atop the old Westpoint Hotel. Early morning, fog drifting.
Zara stands near the edge, the city beneath her waking slowly. Her phone buzzes with unanswered messages. She's ignoring everyone - even Zayne. Especially Zayne.
"Why did it all start with a name?"
"And why is everyone