Adonis’ POV
I looked out the window at the narrowing tree line as our car bounced back and forth on the rocky dirt road. We landed this morning and are a few minutes from the cabin where we’ll meet with the other leaders.
Zaire has still been giving me the silent treatment, and we haven’t talked once, but it’ll be okay. I’m here with him and for him. I’m doing the right thing, and he will come around.
The car stopped, and I looked at the modest cabin in front of us. Our driver got out and started gathering our luggage, so that must be our cue to leave. I followed Zaire to the top steps, looking up at the large oak trees. I could barely see the sky through the thick leaves.
“Hello, welcome!” A tall, skinny woman walked out of the cabin, approaching us quickly, “I am Erica, and I’m her
