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Zac's POV

Hailey's voice slipped into my unconsciousness and gave me the awakening I needed. I could hear her telling me to wake up and start atoning for my sins and I let a small smile sit on my lips. She's so cute and replacing her isn't an option. I'll have to spend the rest of my life making it up to her.

I gradually opened my eyes and I turned to the left, where she sat down.

“Who are you?” I asked her, maintaining composure and trying my possible best to sound lost. She has to believe this or else, my effort is in the mud. She flipped her head towards me with her mouth agape, like she couldn't believe or even understand what I said.

“Oh my goodness. You're so dead, Zac.” Her eyes switched to anger as she glared at me.

“Zac? Who's Zac?” I squinted my eyes and she hit my chest, an action to which I couldn't hold back my laughter.

“Don't mess with me, Zac. It's not funny.” Hailey rolled her eyes at me and looked the opposite direction.

“Hey, my butterfly…”

“Butterflies fly