OWEN'S POV
“You want to move out?” I asked, in surprise.
I stared at her in shock.
She just calmly organized her papers as if it was nothing. I stepped closer and blurted out the question.
“Is it about the woman from this morning?”
Zoe paused. Her expression unreadable. I was hoping she'd say no. That it was purely accidental. That she didn’t care.
But then she said quietly, “It’s not because of her.”
I breathed out, still tense. Her tone seemed off.
“I had decided that before this morning” she added causally.
I wanted to believe her. I wanted to trust that she’d meant to move out before the sight of Alexis turning up uninvited and barging into my life like she had the right.
But I couldn’t let it hang there. I owed Zoe the truth.
“She doesn’t mean anything to me anymore”
