Shaira was the first to wake up even though she had been the last to fall asleep, she was wearing an expensive silk robe for the first time even though she had a wardrobe full of them.
She always wore one of Zavier’s shirt but it felt odd to last night.
It was around dawn and Zavier was still fast asleep so she got out of bed, moving carefully so that she didn’t bother him.
She made her way over to the balcony, stepping out of the bedroom. The cool breeze blowing helped her think as she leaned against the bannister.
Over the past weeks, while they had been busy with the preparations for their engagement, she had been toying with the idea of coming clean to Zavier, she had planned to tell him every single thing, even her plans for revenge.
That would have been a big step because she ha
