ZORA

I ate the dinner painfully slow. Maybe if I took a lot of time, he'd sleep off and forget about me, but I doubt that was possible.

My hands combed through my hair in frustration. There's no getting out of this. Why does the day keep getting worse. All I want to do is sleep!

I stood, scooting the chair backward, better to get this over with.

I entered his room and found him standing by the window, a soft purr coming from him.

My eyes widened in surprise, he's not doing what I ...