ZAHRA
The two men arrived together. Ben’s concerned expression was replaced by one of pure relief when he poked his head through the door, verifying that I was physically fine. Meanwhile, I could feel Martin’s hesitation despite how good he was at masking his emotions. He was stiff, his hands in the front pockets of his jeans. His eyes scanned the room before they landed on me.
“What do you need our assistance with, Zahra?” Martin asked, taking a step forward to follow the Gamma, who had already walked inside.
Momentarily ignoring Martin’s question, I simply flashed him a serene smile. Both ranked members watched me carefully as I calmly moved towards the door to close it, leaving them even more confused. Then, I went back to my bed, sitting on the edge of it. I crossed my legs and rest
