Miriam’s POV

My routine for the next couple of days waa simple. Wake up, get ready for work, have Lazar drive me to the office. After work, he picks me up. On the days that I had Jiu Jitsu, he would take me by himself and wait till I was done. The other days, we would drive straight home, have dinner and call it a night.

Of course, not all days where the same. Some things changed. Lazar usually had sudden work emergencies that would spring up at the most random times.

“I’m sorry, my angel. I have to attend to this urgently. I will be back soon,” he would...