DELIA HERRERA POV

"A present," I asked, my heart thudding hard against my ribcage.

Zane nodded. "Yes, I did. " He said and pointed to the shopping bags he had dropped beside the bed.

It wasn't what I was curious about but I forced a smile to my lips. I've learned that if I were patient enough with Zane, he would eventually tell me what I wanted to hear.

"Thank you so much, Zane," I said and picked them up, my hands trembling.

Zane noticed it and my breath hitched in fear when he ...