WORKING at the café for a while would be safer for Zoe. She has a hunch that Helios will look after her. She doesn’t know, but she has a strong feeling about it.

She doesn’t want to see him—oh, who is she lying to?

“Don’t worry, sweetie. I will still give you your salary—”

“It’s okay, Aunt Millie. I am willing to help.”

Millie pouted her lips, which made Iris stand beside her and roll her eyes. “Stop acting like you’re a kid, Millie. You’re already forty-nine. Turning fifty in a few days,” Iris said.

Zoe smiled and shook her head. It’s been a while since she last saw her...