Chapter 13
Arriving at the house, Heath packed the car and stepped out, his eyes fixed on Zara as she emerged from the vehicle. She didn't utter a word, her silence a palpable barrier between them.
Zara walked through the hallway, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Heath trailed behind her, his frustration simmering.
"When are you bringing my son back?" Heath demanded, his voice laced with anger and desperation. "He deserves to be here with me. I think it's enough now. You can stop hiding him from me."
Zara halted, her back still to Heath. For a moment, she stood frozen, her shoulders tense. Then, she turned to face him.
Her eyes flashed with determination. "I allowed you to be furious, but I don't think you have the right to my son," Zara said, her voice firm but controlled.
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