Chapter 13 : Jane Forces the Call
(Zara POV)
Jane was already awake when I came out of the bathroom, sitting on the couch with a mug of tea balanced in both hands like she had been waiting there for a while. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she didn’t even bother to pretend she wasn’t watching me.
I slowed down near the kitchen counter, already knowing what this look meant. Jane had a way of sitting very still when she was trying not to explode with questions. It usually meant I had about thirty seconds before she stopped pretending.
I dropped my bag near the chair and leaned against the counter.
“You’re going to ask,” I said.
“I am,” she replied immediately. “But I’m giving you the chance to speak first so you don’t later say I attacked you emotionally.”
I let out a small b
