Zyra came in with breakfast, and the small talk began. But it was clear that the atmosphere was tense, and I couldn't wait to escape to my appointments for the day.
As I got ready to leave, Zayn stopped me. "Wait," he said, putting a hand on my arm.
"What is it?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral.
"I just wanted to say sorry for the argument last night. I didn't mean to upset you," he said, looking at me with those dark eyes.
I took a breath, trying to control my emotions. "Apology accepted. But we need to work together as mature adults and try to get along for the sake of our child," I said, turning to leave.
Zyra walked me out, and as we got into the car, she turned to me. "Are you okay, Madison?"
I nodded, giving her a small smile. "I will be, Zyra. I just need to figure out
