This chapter is dedicate to Valytrice Brady who has been with me on this journey for a very long time. Thank you Valy for the undying support. Here is Zayn with his family....
Zayn POV
I was mentally and physically f*****g drained, but the longer I held on to Hope the better I felt. I wrapped my arms around her as tight as I could without hurting her. I felt myself start to really relax as I took in her delicious scent, but it didn't last long. Soon, I felt her trauma followed by a series of disturbing feelings.
I focused what little energy I had on our connection. It wasn't as strong as it used to be, but I felt all her pain, her struggles, her nightmares, her longing, and I felt all the stress she had built up inside her. I felt everything she'd been through all these years without me
