KARA'S POV
I was moving around the kitchen trying to arrange Zala's lunchbox. We usually had a maid to do everything but she was on vacation, my mind scattered in a thousand different directions as I talked to Zala. She was sitted on one of the barstools, swinging her legs back and forth, her eyes wide with curiosity as she listened to me go on about my day.
“So, I’ll be really busy today and won't arrive on time.” I said as I washed an apple before cutting it and putting it in her lunchbox.
"Mommy, do you really have to work late again today?" she asked, her voice tinged with the smallest hint of disappointment.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Yes, sweetheart. It's going to be a busy day at work. I won't be able to pick you up from school, but Aunt Sarah will be there. She
