The last thing I wanted is to be greeted by the mess Zara left behind in her rage last night. The shattered glasses, files strewn round the office, and my dignity scattered in pieces right along with them.
My chest tightened as I tried to force the memory of the night out of my mind. Hopefully the gift I sent would appease her. I was even more shocked at her behavior. Everyday, she gave me a reason to wonder if another soul had taken over the quiet woman I once knew.
I stepped into the office, my eyes wide, expecting to see a battlefield but the office… The office was spotless. Every trace of her fury has been wiped away, and I let out a sigh of relief.
As I stepped in, I found Kyren seated on an armchair, holding a teacup and looking at me with eyes that almost seemed like mockery. Hi
