**Stephan**
Long after the dust kicked up by Zara’s departing vehicle had settled, I still couldn't take my mind off her.
I wanted to be nosy, to inquire about every tiny detail about where she was headed.
She didn't dress like someone just going out shopping.
She dressed like she was on a quest, a mission that she had no plans on failing.
I didn't love to be kept in the dark but this time, I just had to accept it.
If I got too hard on her she was going to fight back and I knew I wasn't going to like it.
Besides, after the events of the previous night, I had no plans of riling her up again.
I walked back and forth before the large windows of my office, looking off in the distance like the vehicle might appear anytime soon.
I seriously hoped she didn't put herself into any more tr
