Zara
Dinner came to an end much sooner than expected.
Somehow, the woman had managed to make me feel at ease without even trying. Most of the conversation had been lighthearted, and whenever I could myself growing nervous, she always seemed to know exactly what to say to out me back at ease.
By the time desert was served, I almost forgot I was sitting in River Cassian’s penthouse.
Just almost.
When she finally stood up, she walked over and gave me another warm hug.
“It was a pleasure meeting you sweetheart.”
“You too,” I replied sincerely.
She smiled before turning to River.
“Walk me out?”
He nodded.
“I’ll be right back.”
The front door closed behind them, leaving the apartment unusually quiet.
For a few seconds, I simply stood there.
It was strange.
Only a few hours
