~Even more Complicated~

As usual, we didn't talk for the whole day.

It's getting more of like a routine now.

We talk, even joke around.

Then get into some argument or what I like to call 'the convo of tension'.

Then we just stop talking.

Maybe it's better this way.

I was on the couch at the moment with a book lying on my chest and my hands supporting my head up, staring at the ceiling.

I was bored.

I couldn't do anything on my phone cause it was switched off. Both I and Zach's phones were.

I had already toured the pent house twice. There was a shelf with books and I just had to take one to read while I munched on snacks.

Something told me to check for 'the left hand of darkness'.

I don't know why but I didn't like that book.

Anyway. Cut long story short. I saw another copy of it, it was the first book on the shelf.

I looked inside and didn't see.

Z + M

Always and forever.

I felt a little relief.

But at the same time not so much. So that means they stayed in Russia.

And well knowing Allen is Zach explains the 'Z' on the book.

I checked the wall clock.

It was already 10:01 PM

I wasn't sure if I had prayed Isha or not, so I decided to go observe it and then sleep after.

I ended up dozing off on my prayer spot.

I couldn't bring my self to stand up and lay on the bed.

Zachariah's POV.

After a while of meditation and reading a book.

I decided to go fresh up in the room.

I saw Eshaal sprawled on the floor and I honestly almost had a heart attack.

I immediately raced to her side and checked her pulse.

She was still Alive.

"Alhamdulillah", I unknowingly whispered.

I smiled a little at her cute face while she was asleep.

She made a small duck face enhancing her pink lips.

I picked her up bridal style from the floor and put her on the bed.

I was about to remove her hijab but stopped mid-way.

Would she approve of this?

Would she be mad?

But I've seen her hair before.

I shook off the thoughts and decided to leave it on.

I finally left the bed room to the living room and stayed on the couch.

I laid down on the same side and position Eshaal was in on the couch.

Her scent still lingered here and it honestly reminded me of her.

She loved lavender.

I sighed. I missed Eshaal's Honey-like scent.

Eshaal's POV.