Chapter 145 Never Letting Go

• Zane Orion POV::
• The two hours drive goes by quietly and uneventfully and I am soon pulling into the countryside, it is past midnight and the very air is different here. Quiet and rid of that thick unsettled city air. The moon hangs low amidst clear clouds, twinkling stars and an horizon that stretches everywhere the eyes can see. Acres and acres of farmland belonging to families who have been here for centuries. A blend of modern machinery, structures and old ones. Livestock pens. Cows, pigs, goats and even chicken. When I got my cabin out here, it felt like stepping into a different world, away from the bustling soulless vibe of the city. I never brought Daisy here, she hated it before I even got it.
• I kill the engine and get out so I can carry my girl. Alex has slept off at the beginning of the ride. Her little gaspy breathes serenading me for the duration of the quiet ride. She stirs in my arms as I walk to the front porch of my perfect getaway space. The cabin is sacred in the sense that I retreat here when I needed to get away from the world and focus on my craft. I have never felt the urge to bring anyone here to share that serenity with. Not since Daisy shared her disdain for it without even giving it a chance.