Chapter 30

Once we landed back in New York, Zane's driver promptly picked us up from the airport. The familiar sights of the city greeted us as we made our way through the bustling streets. However, my mind was preoccupied with the impending family meeting that awaited us.

With an empty stomach and a craving for biryani, we decided to stop at a local Indian restaurant. The aroma of spices filled the air as we entered the cozy establishment. I ordered a plate of biryani and some samosas, eagerly anticipating the flavors that would soon dance on my taste buds.

As we sat in the car, indulging in the delectable meal, I couldn't help but express my apprehension about meeting my family. "I don't even want to go," I confessed, my voice heavy with uncertainty. Zane's reassuring presence and his comforting words provided solace in that moment of vulnerability. "I'll be there with you, and you'll be fine. We can leave whenever you're ready," he assured me, his voice brimming with support and un