Chapter 45 The Unexpected Visitor

Zion's scent on his hoodies was now faint to the extent that I could only imagine it. My heart ached for not seeing Zion for two months and two weeks. Although the calls were often, they didn’t soothe the ache that grew in my chest each time I thought about him and craved to be in his strong hands. I snatched my phone from the table and hovered over the dial button.