Reality Settling In

"W-whatt?" I stutter. I take a step forward, Zane takes another back. I stare at him, sheer disbelief written clearly on my face. I am so stunned, I actually can't think straight. It feels like the earth is swaying beneath my feet. I can't find my centre of gravity. My fingers tremble when I bring them up to part my hair out of my face. Zane looks at me with a pained expression on his face like he hates that he has to do this now but I asked for it. I pestered him to tell me what was wrong. Except this wasn't what I wanted to hear. No, this wasn't what I ever expected to hear from him.

"Zane?" I say his name like a question when he doesn't say anything in reply for too long. I take a small step forward, he doesn't move away this time around. He is looking down, hands on his hips, he still has on his clothes from last night, fitted pant trousers and a white round necked top that is crumpled from my manhandling and his sleep. I wonder if he even realises that he is still putting on his