168. Sigh

With Gray Stewart gone to her bedroom, only Zia and Edward are left standing in the hall.

She shot a glance at him who still had bemusement plastered on his face. He then looked at her which utterly surprised her, but it was already too late for her to look away.

She took a deep sigh. “Aunt Gray calls me Zee the same way she calls Aunt Zia because she said I look like Zia when she was little so I reminded Gray of her,” she said in a fast-paced manner. Then she looked back without checking his reaction. “Good night, Edward.” She waved her hand above her head and made her way toward Gray’s bedroom.

When she entered the bedroom and locked the door behind her, she saw Gray sitting on the side of the bed, staring down at her phone.

“You really just left me after you made that mistake,” bellyached Zia as she stood by the door. “Why didn’t you help me clear it up?”

Gray shot her a cold, uninterested glance and stared back at her phone. “You said my excuse was stupid,” she said lethargic