Zara
I wiped all the tears from my face and headed to the bathroom. After washing my face thoroughly, I tried to hold back the remaining tears.
Then I called Kaysir.
"I need to go to my apartment. I'll stay the night... I'll get the car ready."
"Yes, Luna." The conversation ended.
I quietly took out my purse and put my phone in it. Throwing on a long coat and scarf, I dressed and applied makeup to hide my puffy eyes and wrinkled cheeks.
This impression was meant to lure him in and lower his guard. I walked down the stairs and saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Love lingered in my mouth like the metallic taste of regret and betrayal. I would never have guessed how vile this man could be.
Marcus was absolutely right about him. Perhaps he knew more than he let on. I knew I needed to talk to Marcus before I quietly left tomorrow. He could help me, considering he'd offered his help before.
