Chapter 17
Zarina’s pov:
It’s almost 6 pm in the afternoon, Rye and I walked back to where my motorbike was parked. It's a little early but we decided to go home so I can help mom clean up the bakery.
Rye's camera hung around his neck as he walked with both hands in his pockets. I think he was also tired from the wandering we did but I hope he enjoyed it.
"Are you tired?" he asked me and glanced at me with a smile.
"Ahmn, a little! How about you?" I asked back.
He giggled and sighed, "So do I but I enjoy it!"
I also smiled at him because of his response, "That's good to know!"
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"Zarina?" a familiar voice I heard coming from the direction on the right.
Rye and I turned to the person who called me almost simultaneously. My eyes widened when I sa
