Chapter 3
When he got back, Zach massaged the center of his brows because he was feeling tired.
He had accomplished a major task, but for some reason, he felt uneasy.
Then, as if he thought of something, he tapped on WhatsApp.
His finger hovered over our chat.
It still contained records of our argument.
One month ago, Zach suddenly said that he was willing to marry me.
Honestly, once I became an adult, we started sleeping together.
