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11 - Missing Her

Author: Jacy Kyomi
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Zayn's Pov

I didn't talk much about Freya to Caleb, I only hinted at him my suspicions of her cheating and me still being in the dark of who her partner is.

He was clearly intoxicated, slurring his words, and in no state for a serious conversation.

Honestly, even if he were sober, I wasn't sure I was ready to fully voice my concerns about my wife's possible infidelity, I didn't feel comfortable talking about it.

It's been two weeks since that conversation with Caleb and I haven't spoken to Araceli.

All I have done is yell out orders to her, send her emails to attend to and contracts to look into.

She had knocked on my door on the first day, a smile on her face as she walked in. I could tell she felt more comfortable around me because of the time we spent together the previous night at my property. Her eyebrows had raised a noticeable arch at my tone while addressing her, she had seem confused at first, but had quickly adjusted to my behaviour.

I have to admit I was surprised with how
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