The second Nathaniel entered his apartment, he saw Zariah on a call who stopped instantly the second her eyes fell on him.

“What is your prob-”

Cutting the call, she sighed, throwing her phone away and curled her lips downwards to show discontent.

Failing to apprehend the reasoning behind her glare, he asked casually.

“What happened? Who are you talking to?”

“No one, leave it. You’re finally home after two days?”

“Not now, Zari, I am exhausted,” He sighed when she scowled, putting his coat away only to hear a scoff from her.

“Are you?”

“Is that supposed to be a taunt?”

Stopping in his tracks, he glanced over his...