Chapter 68. The Old Zayn

It had been two days since then, and Lucien hadn’t seen Zayn properly during that time. Zayn would come in the night when Lucien had already fallen asleep, and before Lucien woke up in the morning, he was gone.

Lucien didn’t know why. He kept asking himself questions in his head, but there were no answers.

Sighing heavily, Lucien picked up the PS5 controller and started playing, trying to distract his mind.

The room was quiet except for the sounds from the game. His brows were knitted in concentration, but deep down, his thoughts kept drifting back to Zayn.

The sound of the door opening broke his focus. Lucien looked up quickly, thinking maybe Zayn had finally come in. But it wasn’t Zayn, rather, It was Roman.

Lucien blinked, a little surprised, but then smiled politely and stood up.

“Roman,” he greeted.

Roman came forward, his expression unreadable, then, he hugged Lucien tightly, and before Lucien could react, Roman suddenly leaned in and