LARA’S POV
I cannot remember being weak, being this soft-hearted, being this crybaby. I never cry. I never cry unless I am asked to in our script. I never cry because crying will never do anything good. All it will do is ruin any make-up you are wearing. I never cried and yet with the mere confirmation that Zion would soon be leaving, I cried like he was going to die and that I would never see him ever again.
I do not mean that I want him to die—what I am saying is that it feels that way. He may not be dying, and better not die any time soon, but I already feel like the moment that his parents decide that he will leave, he will leave for good and will never see me again.
A part of me is already screaming not to let him easily leave like what they expect him to do. I want to giv
