His Identity

ZOE was surprised when she woke up one morning. Helios was there, sitting beside her, and she bet he was staring at her, who-knows-when.

It was a hell week for Zoe, dealing with other bullies, but she admits it and is beyond grateful because the queen, Mira Riverdale, was there to save her ass.

“Hey,” Helios uttered and smiled at her.

Zoe couldn’t still believe the things happening between them were too swift and seemed temporary.

She moved herself up and leaned on the headboard, never leaving Helios’s gaze.

“Since when did you arrive?”

Helios crept a playful smirk on his lips. “Just this morning.”

Zoe pressed her lips and sighed. “And how long have you been staring at me?”

Helios let out a soft chuckle. “You have no idea—”

“Just answer me, Helios. And I am not up for a joke.”

Helios’s forehead creased and sat properly. “What’s with you, baby? Did I do something wrong?”

Zoe took a deep breath and sighed. “I don’t know,” she shook her head, “—all of these seem so unreal, and it shouldn