almost, always you

for as long as anna evelyn villanueva could remember, it had always been zane.

the boy who annoyed her endlessly, made fun of her every chance he got, and turned every fight into laughter. the boy who knew exactly how to piss her off, but somehow became the one person she could never stay mad at.

between sarcastic banters, childish fights, and years of being side by side, friendship slowly became something deeper.

something dangerous.

something neither of them dared to admit.

because what if confessing ruined everything?

what if friendship was safer than love?

but just when anna was finally ready to tell him the truth, zane never came.

instead of the confession she had waited so long for, she was left with heartbreak, and the news that the boy she loved was promised to someone else.

now, the one person who was almost hers is becoming someone else's.

and the hardest part?

no matter how much time passes, no matter how much she tries to move on.

it was almost, always him.