Zara sat in front of the mirror, wiping her eyes with the tissue, her face got stained by the mascara. She sniffed and dabbed her face. 
 &quot;Crying doesn&quot;t suit you. I&quot;m not sure how that&quot;s gonna help you.&quot; 
 &quot;I don&quot;t know why this is happening to me!&quot; She cried more, staring at the pictures of Kenzo and Elina in Vietnam. She hurled her phone to the ground, it fell face down. Destroying the screen. She screamed and ruffled her hair. Screaming into the mirror. 
 &quot;C&quot;mon stop it Zara!&quot; Kay yelled. 
 Pacing in front of her. 
 &quot;This isn&quot;t what we should be doing right now, we should be thinking, that&quot;s what we should be doing. Lucky you&quot;

&quot;This How We&quot;re gonna do it. If it doesn&quot;t work that way we could go over to plan B. Anyway, we ain&quot;t gonna lose.&quot; 
 &quot;So where do I come in?&quot; Elina asked. 
 &quot;We&quot;re going in together.&quot; He replied. 
 &quot;So we ain&quot;t gonna give them what they&quot;re asking me, instead we&quot;re gonna have our own show in there. If that doesn&quot;t work we go for plan B.&quot; 
 &quot;That&quot;s what I just said.&quot; 
 &quot;We should get ready, we&quot;ll be leaving in an hour.&quot; 
 &quot;Is Ezra coming?&quot; 
 &quot;Yes. We need him. But he would be in the car, just in case something

Though it was just like every other morning. But to her it wasn&quot;t, it was special, sweet and loving, dawn in the air. The feelings she was feeling, she had never felt this way before, it was gonna last. She hopes. 
 Unlike the other morning she noticed again. She woke up with a smile on her face. 
 It was another day, and this day wasn&quot;t just like the other meaningless day, someone her heart beats for is beside her on the bed, watching and staring at her, with his head on his elbow. This man, with the dark sexy eyes. Studying her face. 
 She blushed. And looked away from him. Covering her self properly with the duvet, because underneath she was bare. Tired and sore. While he did mean it when he said he wanted her sore. 
 &quot;Why

Zara sat in front of the mirror, wiping her eyes with the tissue, her face got stained by the mascara. She sniffed and dabbed her face. 
 &quot;Crying doesn&quot;t suit you. I&quot;m not sure how that&quot;s gonna help you.&quot; 
 &quot;I don&quot;t know why this is happening to me!&quot; She cried more, staring at the pictures of Kenzo and Elina in Vietnam. She hurled her phone to the ground, it fell face down. Destroying the screen. She screamed and ruffled her hair. Screaming into the mirror. 
 &quot;C&quot;mon stop it Zara!&quot; Kay yelled. 
 Pacing in front of her. 
 &quot;This isn&quot;t what we should be doing right now, we should be thinking, that&quot;s what we should be doing. Lucky you&quot;ve a friend like me.&quot; 
 &quot;I never thought about th

A plan for Kenzo