ALEX'S POV
I was still in the kitchen, long after Zora left.
She was beginning to drive me crazy, in a way I couldn't explain.
"Damn it!" I banged my palm on the kitchen counter.
Zora can be something else. Annoying, cute, and impulsive.
Images of Zora's face flashed through my mind and I decided to shut it out by focusing on my meal.
I grabbed the glass of milk which was on the counter, took a bite of the sandwich on the plate.
Then, I drew in a sharp breath, my fingers were firmly wrapped around the glass.
"f**k Zora!" I cursed under my breath, pissed off by how much she now controlled my thoughts.
After spending the entire day in her room, trying to avoid me, I was sure that it was hunger that had pushed her out of her room so late at night.
I shuffled my feet, as I poured
