Chapter 85

In the afternoon, Jessica was in the living room, watching a movie and snacking. Meanwhile, Zachary sat nearby with a laptop in hand, working. Every now and then, they'd exchange a few words. But most of the time, they quietly focused on their own things. That evening, Zachary cooked dinner, ate quickly, and left without lingering. … The next morning, Jessica accepted Robert's invitation. She had slept well the night before and woke up feeling refreshed and in high spirits. She went downstairs in her workout clothes, hoping to grab a bite to eat. When she opened the fridge, she froze. Inside, every item was neatly arranged in individual containers, each thoughtfully labeled. Breakfast, meats, condiments… The handwriting belonged to Zachary. He couldn't have done this while she napped yesterday, could he? She pulled out the breakfast box, which had little compartments neatly organized with mini pancakes, breakfast burritos, muffins, and sausage rolls. Everything had been perfec