Hundred & Fifteen

Alpha Nathan point of view

I couldn't concentrate on work, the thought of Zendaya filled my mind. No matter what I did, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I frustratingly threw all my work away, stood up and walked out of my office. Maybe I needed some fresh air to cool off my mind. I concluded that I have to do everything to get rid of the feelings I have for her. I have to.

I was walking down the hallway when a little girl bumped into me.

“Sorry," her little voice apologized. I stared down at her.

“Zendaya?" I abruptly mumbled. She looks so much like Zendaya. I squatted to be on the same height as her, and my eyes wouldn't leave her face. She's smiling. Her smile looks bright and beautiful just like Zendaya's smile. Could she be Zendaya's child? But Zendaya doesn't have a child.

“What's your name?" I asked, still staring at her.

“Zoe," she replied with her bright smile.

“Zoe," I mumbled and then I curiously asked. “What's your mother's name?"

“Zendaya."

What! Zendaya is her moth