29 Zara’s past
Andrew shut the door once they were in the room. He went to the bedside and pulled his notebook and pen, ready for the conversation. His face was pulled serious as usual and that made Zara’s stomach knot more in anxiety.
She rushed to the wine cabinet and pulled out a bottle. “I need to have a drink first before I tell you what the problem is,” she said. Andrew nodded but started to write something on the paper, then he tore it out, holding it for her.
Zara tossed the wine into her mouth, swishing it—making sure to savour the taste—before swallowing. It brought her senses back and she felt a notch of confidence. She had to tell Andrew what this was all about. She had to.
She sat beside him on the bed and took the paper he’d written on. “You acted really strange when you met Ethan. Do you know him?”