CHAPTER 21

ZYLIAH'S POV

I pushed my cart slowly through the vegetable aisle, scanning shelves for parsley to use in tonight’s dinner. The boys were spending the day with Delia, and Natasha had gone along with them too.

I was still giving her the cold shoulder, so she was trying to soften me up by doting on my boys. I had no issues with whatever she wanted to do for them, but for now, I didn’t want to talk to her.

Finally seeing the last bunch of parsley, I hurried to go grab it ...