Chapter 60 The Weight Of Unspoken Truths

• The terminal buzzed with life as Zara stepped off the plane, her carry-on slung over her shoulder. Beside her, Regan adjusted his wristwatch, squinting at the sunlight streaming through the glass windows of Nnamdi Azikiwe International Airport. The trip from Lagos had been quiet, with both of them lost in their thoughts. Now, as they collected their bags and exited into the waiting area, a sleek black car from the modeling agency stood by, ready to whisk them to the hotel.
• The hotel, nestled in the heart of Abuja’s city center, was a luxurious five-star sanctuary. The agency had done a stellar job booking Zara’s suite—a well-lit, elegantly furnished space with soft cream curtains and a stunning view of the skyline. Regan whistled under his breath as he stepped into the room with her.
• “Nice. I give it to your agency. They went all out,” he said, tossing a sideways glance at her.