36| You—must—go.

Reese wasn’t wrong when she thought she heard Zayn’s voice before she drifted into deep sleep.

She was awake now, and she could hear his baritone voice inside the living room, clear and loud.

Her gaze darted to the window, and she realized that the sky outside was dark—indicating that it was night already.

She thought she was just going to take a short nap, but it turned out that she had slept for hours.

Wondering what Zayn was still doing in their house after hours, she dragged herself out of the bed and made her way to the living room as she yawned repeatedly.

"The heiress is up." Zayn beamed as she ventured inside the living room.

She opened her mouth to talk, but her words died on her lips when she yawned again.

"Hey! Don’t swallow us." Zayn teased, chuckling softly.

Rolling her eyes, she directed her gaze at Harry, who was sitting beside Lucy on the couch.

"Good evening, Harry." She greeted, as she approached them.

Zayn feigned a frown. "Aren’t you going to greet me?"

Re