"Are you okay?" Zion asks as I enter the bedroom, my gaze meeting his as he stands up from the bed. "You've been gone for about three hours."
Was it really that long?
I remember getting the news and just sliding down the wall, just looking out upon the white walls as I think the next however months through.
"Sybil?"
"I'm good," I practically blurt out, watching as Zion places his suit jacket upon the bed and approaches me.
He nods, his hands upon my shoulders as he moves to my arms. "You seem off." Resting his forehead against mine, I take in a deep breath. "Was Penelope weird today?" I shake my head 'no.'
"When do we meet with Lord Kane for dinner?" I question, pulling back from his touch as I slip off my heels.
Zion shrugs, pulling me into a warming embrace, resting his chin upon
