Zayn's POV
As I pulled into my driveway and stepped out of my car, I looked towards the house eagerly, which was starting to become a habit of mine. My international business trip had concluded a few hours early, and for reasons I couldn't explain, I had pushed my security team to bypass the office entirely and then, I drove straight home.
The house was oddly silent as I walked in and headed for the bedroom, which was empty as well. Pulling out my phone, I dialed Vivian's number, which went straight to voicemail.
I checked my watch. 11:00 PM.
As I called her office and then, her direct assistant, but no one had seen her since she left the hotel for a family dinner, a knot formed in my chest. Noting how late it was and the fact that she would never intentionally stay out so la
