ZAYN —

We were in the middle of enjoying ourselves when we heard a truck honk at the gate.

"Are you expecting anyone?" I asked Zora, who looked stunned as she tried to figure out who it could be.

"Not really. Except for the delivery package that I requested yesterday, but I doubt it's the delivery guy since it was a truck horn we heard instead of a motorbike," said Zora, running her hand through her hair.

"Let's go find out who it is then," I said, standing up.

I led the way, with Zora following. Meanwhile, Daisy had already gone to her room after finishing her meal. Zora convinced...