ZAYN’s POV.
Staring back at the woman in front of me, the urge to grab her neck and make sure to sniff every single bit of life out of her envelopes me. How dare she attack Avery’s face like that? How dare she try to destroy my wife’s face?”
“What?” A mocking smirk appears on her face, “are you upset? This face” she grabs it, “I almost destroyed it but you had to show up at the right time. I must say, you and my sister really share a deep bond, seeing how you figured out something was wrong” the smirk on her face intensifies, a mocking look emanating from her.
I angrily grab her hand and pull her closer, our faces only inches apart. The only reason why I am able to tolerate her is because of this face, this beautiful face that she wants to destroy.
“Listen to me and listen to me good,
