Chapter Twenty Three - Laura

It's been a week since I and Zion arrived in Paris and four days since our last fight. I'm sure he planned to make me hate him enough to end this relationship and it worked. I hate his ass. We've been mute with each other in the last four days and I'm grateful for the silence. At least no critics and hurtful words. Thankfully for the phone, he got me, I've been able to talk with my mom, Anne, and Nana.

My mom only asked about my welfar, unlike Anne and Nana who demanded everything in detail. I gave them all the gist, omitting the two fights I had with Zion only because Nana wouldn't let it slide. She'll blow up Zion's phone with calls and I don't want any of that. Nana wasn't impressed with the outcome of her plan, she complained about we not bonding and all. I'm comfortable with the peace of no conversation between us and I don't care if the staff notices the vibes between us or if we aren't bonding or not. I am done or so I tell myself

The last few days have been a blast, Andre is