Chapter 12. Sacrifice

Zera’s POV

“And that was how I crashed my little sister’s wedding,” I concluded the long story I had been telling with a giggle.

I had told him part of the story the night we met at the club but never got to tell him the full story. After waking up, we dived into little talks and soft touches, cradled against each other. One thing led to another, and we ended up going back to what took me to the club alone the night we first met: my family’s betrayal.

His eyes twitched in fascination as he beheld me. “That was brave of you.”

I nodded and added a mild shrug. “It was long overdue, but I no longer have a sister and a mother because of that rebellion.”

“You never had them in the first place,” he said.

I sat up and folded my legs in yoga style, holding the bedsheet under my armpit to cover my upper body. “Enough about me. Tell me about you. Do you have a brother? A sister? A lover?”

He hesitated, and my eyes weakened. “Please don’t have a