Chapter 138: The Long Wait
Hours had passed, and Mira paced back and forth in the mansion’s living room. Her heart raced with worry, each thud echoing in her chest. She hadn’t touched her dinner; the food sat untouched on the table, a reminder of her growing unease.
Zamian still hadn’t come home. She couldn’t shake the knot of anxiety that twisted in her stomach. Just as she turned again, trying to distract herself, her phone rang. She grabbed it hastily, her breath catching as she hoped for Zamian’s name to appear on the screen. Instead, it showed Lily. Disappointment flickered, but she answered anyway, masking her unease.
"Mira, I hope you’re okay," Lily’s gentle voice came through the line. "You don’t need to worry. Your husband is a strong man."
Mira nodded even though her friend couldn’t see her. The words offered a measure of comfort, but they weren’t enough to quell the storm of anxiety swirling in her chest. She needed to see Zamian, to know he was okay, to hear his steady voice. She needed him home.
After a long pause, Lily added, "Mira, could Zami stay here for the night? She just finished eating and fell asleep."
Mira hesitated, a pang of guilt cutting through her. "No, Lily, you’re pregnant. I don’t want to burden you."
"It’s fine," Lily insisted, her voice light with amusement. "I’m only two months pregnant, and I’m trying to learn how to care for children anyway. This is good practice for me."
Mira thought for a moment, weighing her options. Lily had a point, but she still felt reluctant. "Alright. If you’re sure."
"Thank you, Mira!" Lily’s voice was filled with gratitude, and Mira couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief knowing that Zami would be well taken care of for the night.