Zoe’s POV
I was standing in the small terrace that was attached to my room. I must admire my biological family for being so considerate. I haven’t looked other rooms though but seeing the beautiful interior and the area this villa covers, I can assume how beautiful and cozy each room would be of this villa.
I inhaled, taking in as much air as I can. The air was chilly making me shiver with every touch of cool breeze with my exposed skin. I wanted to think about my future plans, my job and about my next action plan, however, I was unable to. The reason for coming to terrace was solely because I wanted to clear my thoughts about the call of John, I received at lunch time telling me about the critical condition of mom, but it came drifting back to back, forcing me to decide what I shall do.
