Lara
We made our way through the night heading towards the small cottage that Zaniyah lived in. Her home was deep in the woods. It was my understanding that Zaniyah enjoyed the peace and solitude she found being in the woods away from the hustle and bustle of every day pack life. As we walked through the woods, I held on to Elijah’s hand, enjoying the feeling of comfort his presence always provided me with.
It didn’t take us long to reach Zaniyah’s home. I was in the process of knocking on the front door when the door swung open and Zaniyah appeared in the doorway.
“I have been expecting you,” she stated, holding the door open and stepping aside for us to enter her home.
Once we were inside, she closed the door behind us and pointed towards her sofa. “Take a seat,” she instructed.
