Zachary walked up to Rebecca, his handsome face as striking as ever, effortlessly drawing attention.

Rebecca pinched her hand, fighting the urge to stare at him.

"Why aren't you going home?" he spoke first, his voice heavy.

Remembering how affectionate he'd been with Danielle earlier, Rebecca responded coldly, "None of your business."

As Rebecca tried to brush past him, Zachary grabbed her slender arm. She seemed thinner lately. He held her gently, as if were afraid ...