~Maya’s POV~

Zion and I entered an extremely large and tall skyscraper made entirely of glass. Zion held my hand as we walked in the middle of the two lines while people scrambled to form a straight line. He did this when we were walking in between the two lines. Everyone appeared to be taken aback by the fact that Zion was holding my hand. Indeed, Zion is a well-known and well-respected character all across the world. He showed me the way to his office, where he assisted me in sitting down and brought me a pillow so that I may be as comfortable as possible. The manner that which...