ZERIAH'S POV:
As a person who does not believe in love, I find myself drawn to Zoe.
I admit, at some point, I cannot help but to wander inside my head, thinking how different things would be if I met her in a different timeline. As I observe her pack my things secretly, I feel at ease. I feel vulnerable but I am willing to risk tearing down my walls.
This is the first time that I let someone inside my room, my personal space. And I never thought that it would not feel as invasive as I thought it would be. It feels natural that she is inside here with me.
But at the end of the day, I need to remind myself that she came into my life to respond to my need and fulfil her purpose.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Yet, I feel the need to ask her this…
“Hey, Zoe….do you think your grandmot
