126. Heavy Makeup

"He's probably under anesthesia though," Gray's eyebrows rose. "So maybe he's not in as much pain as you think he is now. Although he might feel it all after the surgery."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean, I'm not a doctor but I think I'm right." Gray curved a smile. "Or do you want me to look it up on the internet?"

"No, it's fine." Zia slightly smiled. "Thanks for making me feel better," she said as she patted Gray's lap. "And thanks for being here with me."

"No problem."

Going back to the present, Zia just realized something.

“Hey.” She turned to Gray. “Now that I think about it, that was actually the first time I met her.”

“Met who?” asked a bemused Gray.

“Sarah Lewis,” answered Zia. “And now that I think about it…” She shot a curious glance at Gray. “You never told me how you met her for the first time.”

“How I met her, huh…” Gray drew a long breath as she relived the day she first met Sarah.

It was around the time when Gray had just dropped Zia off to her own apartment. She went