Book 2: A Fiery Encounter with Delia

Zion’s POV

It was almost ten the next morning when we reached Athens and I had a tough time explaining to the twins about the ten-hour time difference between LA and Athens. I noticed the dazed look on Andrea’s face as she looked out of the car window. Maybe she was feeling nostalgic! It wasn’t easy to forget the time we had spent here with one another. I hadn’t, and I knew she didn’t either. It was here we had found love! If only I hadn’t overreacted that day when she came to me.

“Wow! I love your Athens, Dad!” said an awestruck Adrian, bringing me out of my daze. I looked at him and smiled, feeling hopeful. Maybe I could coax them to stay forever.

“I don’t think your mom likes it much!” Yes, I was fishing for answers. I wanted to know how she felt about returning here after so many years. This was the place she belonged to! She turned to give me a wary look, and I knew she wouldn’t answer me. But for how long, Andrea?

‘Soon I’ll have you in