Zara's Pov
The call with Mom was therapeutic, it was like something healed within me. Though I had blatantly lied to her like it was nothing I was still glad she was willing to take part in the so-called wedding.
"Zara....." a familiar voice calls me from behind. I was casually standing at the window of my room.
"Zen? What is it you want ?" I asked curiously. Since the day I have been ignoring him, he hasn't walked in on me in my room.
"We need to talk..." he says, inviting himself into the room and locking the door behind him.
My heart skipped a beat at the realization that it was just us two in the room and I hadn't properly seen him in a while.
Stubbornly I turn around with a slight attitude, "I don't want to talk to you Zen" I say turning back to the window while I stare at a few of the workers moving around.