ZORA'S POVElliot sighed exasperatedly. From my place on the couch, I watched their exchange. I did not want to interfere if I could help it."In case you forgot, this is also my house and I can do whatever I damn well please. Besides, I gave you your own house, according to your specifications. What else do you want from me?"Sharon's head tilted stubbornly. "Whatever. Just know that you can't get rid of me that easily.""You know what, Sharon. It is pretty obvious that you don't even know what you came here for. I'm done trying to have a conversation with you." Elliot stretched out his arm, waved her to the door. "There's the door. Use it."Sharon glanced at the door and scoffed. "You have been married to me for five years now, Elliot. You don't expect me to back down that easily, do you?" As Elliot was blocking her view of me, Sharon stepped forward and peered around him. "There you are, Zora... seated like the queen of the castle. You must be enjoying this little drama." I rolled

ZORA'S POVBy the the time I finally got to work that morning, I had finally almost managed to convince myself that Trey had considerately spared me the bad news, and was waiting for me make an appearance at the office before dropping the bombshell. I had gotten into the office this morning, half expecting Trey to accost me as soon as I walked in, but everything was perfectly normal, suspiciously so. There were no odd looks from the staff, no murmurs. The morning hours came and went without incident. Far from feeling relieved as the hours passed, I only grew more anxious. As I had in the car this morning, I wished that whatever was to happen would happen fast.By noon, I had told myself that it was foolish of me to think that Sharon would permanently keep shut about this. For her to give this sort of news would definitely make her the center of attention. If there was anything that Sharon loved more than anything, it was attention. Sometimes I suspected that was why she had chosen mo

ZORA'S POV"Don't worry, Kathy," I said for what felt like the umpteenth time. "The kids and I will be fine."She shot me a look which was no doubt meant to be surprised at statement."Worry? Me? Of course I am not worrying. We are just talking. That's all."But there was a worried look on her face all the same. Her eyes were a bit far away and it looked like she was thinking of more things to tell me, which I was sure would be the case before she finally left. I hid a grin. Katherine was folding up the clothes she would go with. She stuffed them into her bag automatically without really paying attention to what she was doing. She shot glances at me from time to time. I had almost forgotten this facet of Katherine.Everyone close to me knew me as a worrier, someone that had the tendency to obsess over little situations. Katherine had this tendency too, though she was usually so well put together and efficient that it was well hidden. All through yesterday, she had talked my ear off a

ZORA'S POVI dropped the glass of water I had absent-mindedly picked up and forgotten I was holding. My mind was still entirely on the conversation I had with Elliot at my office this afternoon. I scrubbed my hand across my face and tried to think of something else, but it was useless. Thoughts of the conversation kept intruding. On a second thought, I decided that 'conversation' was a mild word for what had happened. At the end, we had more of an argument. I began to think that I perhaps shouldn't have asked for Elliot's opinion on what to do about the rumors. I had asked that question once before when the rumours about the kids paternity first started making the rounds. Elliot had given me a solution I didn't want to even consider. I should have known that was the same solution he was going to peddle this time. Now, Elliot and I were now not exactly on good terms.I had adamantly refused to agree to all he had said about telling the world the truth about the kid's paternity. My refu

ZORA'S POVThe next day at work, I plodded through my tasks. In the aftermath of all that had happened the previous day, the mood at the office was somewhat glum. At the back of my mind was still the argument with Elliot. Trey had just been in to give me a report for on how far he had been able to carry out damage control. He hadn't made that much progress. Barely a couple of minutes after he left, I heard running footsteps heading my way. I pushed away my computer and stared at the door."What now?" I muttered to myself.To my surprise, the usually self contained Cheryl came barging into the office. She was waving a tab in front of her like a banner. She came around to my side of the desk."Ms Zora," she cried excitedly. "You need to see this." She pointed to the tab and handed it over to me.I blinked in confusion. "Huh? What's going on? Is it another item of news about me? If it is, I don't think-""Just look," Cheryl insisted.She thrust the tab into my hand. I stared at the scre