Zayn's emergency

"Hurry up and tell me." What's wrong with you?" Zayn continued to ask how his sister was.

However, instead of getting an answer, Zoe's cries grew louder. At that point Zayn began to panic, his eyebrows knitted together, trying to guess what had happened to his sister.

"Shit!" Zayn finally grumbled but still tried to control himself.

Until finally the man let out a long breath and said again. "Alright, calm yourself down, Zoe. I'll be there soon. So, wait for me!"

"Alright, I... I'll wait for you." Even though she was still sobbing, Zoe still answered with a trembling voice.

Zayn then disconnected the phone line with his anxiety mounting. How could he not? Zayn had originally intended to call Zoe to find out how his sister was doing and hopefully ease his longing a little. However, instead of feeling better, he got the opposite. Even that longing turned into great concern.

"What happened to her? I don't usually see my Zoe crying like that," he whispered.

While Zayn was deep in thought, Barra came into his room. But Zayn hadn't realized her presence.

"I'm coming, Zayn. I've just completed your assignment, and we're just waiting for the results."

Zayn did not answer, still silent even with a blank look. This made Barra feel strange about her best friend's attitude. She walked over and called Zayn again.

"Zayn? Is there a problem?"

"Ah!" Zayn blinked. "When did you come?"

Barra frowned, thinking that something had happened to Zayn.

While nodding slowly, Barra answered. "I've been here for a while, but you've only just realized. Is there something on your mind?"

Zayn sighed, unable to hide the anxiety she felt.

"Zoe. I think something happened to her," Zayn said softly.

"Zoe? You called her? What did she say?"

But Zayn shook his head. "She wouldn't talk; she just cried."

"Crying?" Barra was suddenly shocked at the news.

In the midst of it, Zayn rose from his seat. The look on his face that had always been stern and authoritative now turned tense and even sad, his eyebrows knitted together as if implying the greatest anxiety he felt.

"Barra, get ready and accompany me to Zoe's place. I have a bad feeling about my sister."

Without asking too many questions, Barra immediately nodded her understanding. She agreed to the orders given by Zayn, her best friend and superior.

That afternoon, Zayn and Barra travelled to Zoe's place outside the city in a private jet that had been prepared in advance.

"How long will it take us to get there?" Zayn asked the pilot, who was busy preparing the flight.

"Probably about an hour or two, sir."

Zayn then let out a rough breath. "Alright, try to make it in half an hour."

The pilot gasped, staring in astonishment at his master.

"Sorry, sir—"

"Zayn, I don't know what's going on. But this is too risky. Just calm yourself; if you panic like this, it will only make the situation worse," Barra explained.

Zayn was silent, glaring at Barra as if to argue, until the next minute Zayn looked away and sat down calmly.

"Just do it! I don't want to wait any longer," he said.

Elsewhere, Zoe locked herself away until her tears dried up and curled up on her bed. Letting the hours tick by until darkness fell, she even skipped dinner, so the pain in her stomach was inevitable.

"Are you hungry, honey?" she asked, holding her stomach as it churned.

However, she had no intention of moving to eat anything. She remained silent as she stared out the open window and let the night breeze enter her sleeping space.

"If we continue living, will anyone care? Or, will anyone think of you as a child other than Mama herself?"

Zoe continued to mumble about many things. Even the image of Dave's betrayal kept replaying in her mind, thus making her disappointment even greater.

Besides, Zoe then reached for the mobile phone lying on the nightstand. Her heart sank when she found no notification from anyone.

"What did you expect, Zoe? Dave certainly won't chase you anymore. Same goes for Zayn; he'd be furious if he even knew I was pregnant."

Finally, Zoe threw her mobile phone in a random direction, buried herself in the blanket, and closed her eyes.

***

Zayn has now arrived in the city where his sister lives and is riding in a car speeding through the deserted streets of the city. Not only that car, Zayn was escorted by several cars behind him. While he just looked out the window with frantic thoughts that continued to overwhelm him.

As for Barra, the man was silent and didn't ask many questions; he just focused behind the wheel. Although she remained calm, Barra apparently harbored the same concerns about Zoe, so she seemed focused and impatient to find out what happened to the woman.

After arriving at the apartment area, Zayn immediately got off and ran into the apartment building where his sister lived. Without waiting, Barra immediately followed Zayn into the building.

"Zoe, are you in there?"

Zayn knocked on the locked door of Zoe's apartment. However, there was no answer.

"Open the door, Zoe! I'm here." Zayn kept banging on the door, but it wouldn't open.

Without thinking, Zayn immediately took a step towards breaking it down, just as Barra arrived with her breath coming in short bursts.

"Wait, Zayn. You need to calm down; maybe Zoe is sleeping."

"Tsk! He never sleeps when someone tries to disturb her," Zayn said, knowing his sister's habit of having trouble sleeping when he hears noise around her. "Better help me open this damn door!"

Zayn then tried to break the door down despite repeated attempts to open it, until, when both of them simultaneously broke it down, it suddenly opened with a bang.

"Zoe!?" Zayn ran inside.

However, he froze instantly, finding the apartment pitch black with the curtains and windows left open. At that moment, his anxiety grew; he knew Zoe wasn't okay.

Zayn then ran to his sister's bedroom; right there, Zayn was stunned to feel the night wind blowing through the window, and then the moonlight came in, shining on the figure lying on the bed.

"Zoe?" Zayn rushed over, grabbed Zoe's body, and tried to wake her up.

"Wake up, Zoe! I'm here. What happened to you?"

There was no answer or movement; Zoe's eyes were tightly closed, and her body was cold as ice.