ZORA

Ever since we came back from the luncheon yesterday, I locked myself up in my room.

Better to stay away than keep making a mess out of myself in front of him.

As if my body knew it was time, I opened my eyes in the early hours of the evening to greet the stream of moonlight, breaking in through the window.

Like I told Marrisa earlier this morning, I'm going for a walk. A breath of fresh air to calm the turmoil in my head.

Suddenly, a figure stepped in front of it, blocking the light and plunging me into near darkness.

But I could tell who it...