Blanche's POV
Zain held me tight, letting me cry against him.
I leaned into his chest while his chin rested gently on top of my head. His attention and the pain in his heart were completely focused on me.
He didn't press me for details. Simply being there was the best comfort he could offer.
When I finished crying, I felt somewhat relieved.
Remembering Amara, I finally pulled back from Zain's embrace and met his eyes. "Amara's gone missing."
Zain looked back at me, his tone soft. "I know. But Kingsley's already searching for her."
I blinked, startled. "Mr. Jim?"
Zain kept me close in his arms, showing no signs of letting go. Honestly, I'd completely forgotten I was still being held.
Zain nodded. "The guy who wanted to see Amara? That's Kingsley."
I creased my brow, puzzled. "But why?"
Zain chuckled quietly. "What do you think? Love, obviously."
I considered this. I had no idea Kingsley was interested in Amara, or when these feelings started.
