{Music Recommendation: Never Be The Same ~ Camila Cabello}
Zyran had arrived earlier than the girl. He'd noticed how sneaky she had been acting, like she didn't want to return home. So he gave her that fleeting sense of freedom.
A false sense of hope.
In his defense, the doctor had asked for her not to be stressed. This was the most he could do for her... this much and many more.
Seeing her jump the moment he spoke made Zyran's lips curl, but he didn't smile. He rested his body on the door, his hands folded across his chest.
"Seeing how you sneak in like a thief, I see you're still getting used to being married."
Mila wetted her lips with her tongue. She was already used to her plans not working, but this was becoming just too much for her. When she opened her lips to say something, she felt the cat move around her legs before slowly catwalking out of her door.
That! Mila glared at the cat that had now made its way to the owner- the same cat she begged to leave her way.
