FORTY SIX

The next morning, I opened my eyes and stretched before I turned to find Sin gone. The bathroom light was off, and the sheets beside me were cold. I couldn’t stop the disappointment I felt.

Getting up from the bed, I hurriedly freshened up, changing into a pair of black jeans and a yellow sweatshirt. My hair was tied up into a ponytail, and my face was bare of makeup.

After taking one final glimpse at the mirror, I began making my way down the stairs. A smile spread across my face, eager to meet Zoey since we had returned late from Paris.

I made my way to where the dining room was, and instantly a smile made its way to my face when I heard not just Sin's but Zoey’s voice.

I walked into the room and every conversation seized. I bit on my lips nervously, hating the attention as I began making my way to my seat. My eyes scanned the room, meeting Zoey’s, and I waved enthusiastically at her, getting the same positive energy from her as she smiled, waving back at me.

Taking a seat beside Si