Leonard’s POVI started the engine and pulled out my phone, dialing Zoe’s number over and over again. Each call rang endlessly before dropping into silence.No answer.I clenched my jaw, gripping the steering wheel tighter.Stubborn woman.I tried again. But her phone was now switched off.Frustrated, I scrolled through my contacts and began calling her friends—colleagues, acquaintances, anyone who might know where she was.Nothing.No one had seen her.A cold unease settled in my chest.With nowhere else to go, I turned the car around and drove straight to my mother’s house.The moment I stepped inside, I saw Harold lounging in the sitting room like he owned the place.“Good morning, sir,” I muttered, barely sparing him a glance.“Good morning, son—how—”I didn’t wait for him to finish.“Mum! Mum!” I called out, already walking past him.She met me halfway between the dining area and the living room, concern written all over her face..“Good afternoon, Mum.”“What is it, son? Come, le
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