Outside the school gates, Zara stood still, watching Zane enter the building. She gave him a wave, which he returned with his usual cheerful energy before darting off through the doors. Her hand dropped slowly, but her eyes remained fixed on the spot where she last saw him, reluctant to look away.
Behind her, Riya's voice cut through the quiet. "How long are you planning to stand here?" she snapped, clearly annoyed. "Just get in the car. I have better things to do than babysit you on your hospital trip."
But Zara didn't budge. She stayed rooted to the spot, not even glancing at Riya. "Then go," she said flatly. "Don't waste your time. I can handle it myself."
Riya sneered. It was obvious—Zara was stalling, trying to ditch her. She knew exactly why. Zara didn't want her tagging along because it would be harder to hide the truth, especially if that truth was a pregnancy.