Three days later, Zahara received a message from Xavier, inviting her to visit his grandmother, Grace Brown, at her residence.
Although Grace's home was quite far, the surroundings were beautiful, and the scale and design were comparable to Xavier’s estate.
Following closely behind Xavier, Zahara strolled through the estate. For some reason, a trace of nervousness crept into her heart.
Xavier, sharp as always, noticed her unease. Taking her hand, he said in a low, reassuring voice, "Don't worry. My grandmother is very kind. She won't make things difficult for you."
Their relationship had always been discreet, with most of their encounters confined to private spaces. Walking hand-in-hand like this was a first.
Zahara glanced at their tightly linked hands. An inexplicable feeling welled
