Chapter 77

“Hey, Pocket, it’s going to be okay.” I sit her on a stool at the breakfast bar and kiss her cheeks where the tears are staining her face. “We’re going to figure it out. If this was your parents’ home, maybe there was a paper trail. If you want me to find out where they are, why they left, I can do that. I can get people on it this week.”

“No. I want to forget about them. They wanted nothing to do with me. I want nothing to do with them.” She wipes the rest of her tears from her face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get upset like that. It’s stupid.”

“Eh, no. It’s not stupid at all, Zara.” I pull her into a hug again and rub circles on her back. “I would be worried if you didn’t get emotional. It’s a big deal.”

Just then, I get a notification that the driver was here to deliver the food. I have the front desk send him up while Zara puts place settings on the breakfast bar for us. Once we settle in and she seems more calm, I give her a gentle reminder that she and I stil