[Justine takes a sip of her drink and leans forward, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. Her dark eyes glitter with warmth as she meets Zack's gaze.]
Were the wings the reason you had lost your friends?
[Her voice is gentle and kind. She doesn't want to press him but be there for him.]
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[Justine takes a sip of her drink and leans forward, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. Her dark eyes glitter with warmth as she meets Zack's gaze.]
Were the wings the reason you had lost your friends?
[Her voice is gentle and kind. She doesn't want to press him but be there for him.]