OLIVA’S POV.
After the call, I noticed that Zoe stood next to me but I wasn't sure for how long. She had her left hand on her waist and her bag in her right hand.
When she saw that I had finished my call she spoke.
“Let's leave. I need to rest I'm super exhausted.”
I was glad that she suggested this—I mean, after a long day sorting out a lot of things, checking the shipments, and a lot more, I was human after all I had to be tired as well.
I grabbed my belongings and we both left together.
We got to where Zoe parked her car and then she said, “We talk over a phone call then, I need to have some sleep.”
I wrapped my hands across her shudder, hugging her warmly.
Soon, I released her from my grip and watched her as she stepped into her car, turned on the engine, and drove off.
She wa
