“Natasha?” Zane called out in aggravation as he leaned against the wall of his apartment, waiting for his ‘girlfriend’ to emerge ready for today’s event. With a clenched jaw, he waited for her to make her way from his bathroom and towards the hall where he had been idling for the last several minutes, losing patience with each second that passed.
“Coming!” She called out, her voice sounding like nails on a chalkboard to Zane as he just wished to arrive at the funeral on time. “Sorry, baby...I just want to look good next to the champion.” He didn’t even bother to humor her with a smile as he moved to the door, holding it open for her, before moving down to the vehicle that awaited them. While they journeyed to the funeral home, Zane stared out the window of the chauffeured vehicle, envisi
