Zoey’s POV:
“How is Mr. Mafia doing?” I asked him because I seriously wanted to know.
Because the last time I saw him was after that shot. Even though he didn’t hurt himself that much, I know he was hurt by my words.
“Why don’t you ask him yourself?” Rishi placed his empty cup on the table and turned to look at me as he raised his brows.
I shook my head at him and turned to see the photo of me and Lily hanging on the wall.
“Zoey, I know whatever I told you, it won’t reach your head. But I want you to know that he’s still waiting for you.” Rishi said and got our cups and went to the kitchen to wash them.
I just sat there and trying to take his words into my head.
I can feel that he’s good after that shot, but I want to clarify that from someone.
I also want to reassur
