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SEBASTIAN. ONE MONTH LATER… “What exactly does this mean for the world and for yourself, now that your real identity is no longer hidden?” The TV host asks Zaia who is sitting on the couch opposite, her legs gracefully crossed, showing off the smooth creamy skin of her leg. She looks as breathtak
I run my fingers through my hair, watching as she counters the TV host's questions with her own. She is the perfect person for this job. With her patience, kindness and confidence, she is able to control herself even when the questions become rough. She kept going, from that day when it all ended…
ZAIA. I stare out at the passing streetlights as I make my way to the safe house, one of the few places that remained untouched after the final battle. How am I supposed to feel after living life hurdle after hurdle, heartbreak after heartbreak? It feels surreal, even with the weeks having gone by
Life will still throw us many hurdles. We will face many challenges, but the normalcy of living without fear of something happening feels like a dream come true. I’m ready, ready to play with my children, send them to school, be here when they arrive home, cook for them, and put them to bed every n
ZAIA. I press my lips together for a moment before looking towards the front door. “Your father’s. It’s his birthday today, remember?” I explain, glancing back at him. He cocks a brow. “Right… don’t really remember celebrating it…” he remarks as he frowns, as if thinking over what I just said fo
“I understand… but call me selfish or unreasonable, but I still feel like I need time. If I try to make this work because I love him or because someone tells me it’s the right thing to do, it will always eat up at me. Just how his and Annalise’s relationship once did.” I answer as I bring the tray t
SEBASTIAN. Ever since I spoke to her in the kitchen, she’s been quieter, although she’s smiling, which lights up those gorgeous eyes of hers. I wish I could change the past, change the decisions I made. Seeing Sia sick was the last straw. The promise that Gerard had the antidote drove me to get it
“What did you want to say?” she turns to me, not wasting a moment to put the question forward, almost like she can’t bear to be near me. “You said to me that you would hand me the title of Alpha before you left… why do I feel you’re thinking of leaving soon?” I ask, my voice sounding harsher than I