Chapter 25

Zayla was looking wistfully at her opened luggage. All her things and the mini trinkets she bought as a remembrance stared back at her. The only thing left to do was to zip each bag and tick the box on her list of ‘vacation spots’ that says ‘Portland’.

‘And that would be it.’ She mused, her eyes stinging from unshed tears.

Standing up, she walked towards her side table where her camera sat. She picked it up and looked at the pictures. She’s taken a lot from animals to sceneries, and Kayden. His wrinkled face when he was thinking, his eyes wide open after getting surprised at the camera’s flash, his tongue out after being playfully potty like a child when Zayla did not delete one of his ‘ugly’ candid pictures.

“You’ll blackmail me!” Zayla remembers when they first ate dinner together.

“I’m a tourist, not a blackmailer,” She laughed at his face and threw a piece of bread crumb at him. “Besides I’d show this to my friends and say that I had the best tour guide i