Chapter 49 Worshipping My Portraits
- The drive from where I was staying to Zayn's residence was about seventy kilometers.
- I took a deep sigh as the driver halted in front of the compound, knowing that I was about to go and meet Zayn, whom I had sworn a few years ago not to have anything to do with for divorcing me for his fling.
- I alighted from the cab and paid the driver, then turned, facing the building.