Chapter Twenty One - Zion

My eyes fluttered open and my lips slightly curved into a smile when I saw Laura lying on her side facing me. She used her arm as a pillow, while some strands of her hair fell across her face. It took a lot of restraining to not cross over the pillows and push those strands of hair from her face.

A scowl crept to my face as I remembered how rude I was to her yesterday. I made her cry. Hearing her sniff and cry silently on the bed broke me. I am cold-hearted, not heartless, I know what pain feels like and I inflicted emotional pain on her yesterday. There was nothing wrong with the way she was dressed, I just reacted to my emotions. My rudeness was a way of hiding how I felt at that moment.

I sauntered out of the bed towards the bathroom to do my morning routine of cleaning up. I didn't spend much time in the shower so I had to have plenty of time to choose the perfect outfits for the meeting. It's quite funny I am trying to dress to impress an old man all because I am obsessed with h