Bab 138: The Long Wait

Hours had passed, and Mira paced back and forth in the mansion's living room. Her heart raced with worry, each thud echoing in her chest. She hadn't touched her dinner; the food sat untouched on the table, a reminder of her growing unease.

Zamian still hadn't come home. She couldn't shake the knot of anxiety that twisted in her stomach. Just as she turned again, trying to distract herself, her phone rang. She grabbed it hastily, her breath catching as she hoped for Zamian's name to appear on the screen. Instead, it showed Lily. Disappointment flickered, but she answered anyway, masking her unease.

"Mira, I hope you're okay," Lily's gentle voice came through the line. "You don't need to worry. Your husband is a strong man."