Chapter 108 Presence Without Words

• Sunlight filtered softly through the sheer curtains, casting gentle streaks of gold on the carpeted floor. The room smelled faintly of Kemi’s coconut-scented hair cream and the lavender diffuser Zara had placed near the dresser weeks ago.
• A soft knock came at the door.
• Zara stirred from her position on the edge of the bed, already dressed in a simple white top and loose, pale blue trousers. Her back remained straight, face impassive.