Flora POV
I came out of the bathroom; dripping wet with a white towel wrapped to my chest.
I strode to the closet and pulled it open. Furthermore, I placed my hands at akimbo, my eyes searching through the closet for what to wear.
I really can't wear the mini dresses, one would only think I'm trying to seduce someone, most especially inked guy.
I rolled my eyes when his image popped in my head. So grumpy.
But seriously, Flora, aren't you thinking of leaving this place again? I heard my subconscious mind asked and I frowned.
Just shut it, will you?
Where do you want me to go? Huh! I yelled inwardly.
I scanned the whole closet with my hand roaming everywhere.
Gosh!
His girlfriend doesn't keep decent dresses, does she?
I came across a white flowery gown and I smiled broadly.
I brought it out and checked it out;it has glitters all over the neck area.
 It's so beautiful.
I brushed down my Blondie hair, smiling brightly while I watch myself in the mirror.
After I was done brushing, I slide my feet into the purple slippers in the room and with one last look, I stood on my feet and stepped out.
“Why is this house always silent?” I mumbled as I approached the kitchen.
I walked into the well arranged kitchen, but frowned. Why's no one here?
Hold on… The housekeeper had said she only comes here after two days.
“Oh my!” 
“Then who will prepare my food?” I asked no one in particular, pouting my lips.
“Flora you are done for, you don't know how to cook” I ran a hand through my hair and looked around the whole kitchen.
I opened the cabinets and found some cooking ingredients, I brought them out and place them on the counter.
“Where do I start from?” I sighed loudly.
Jeez,
I was starving.
“You really can't cook?” I heard his thick voice behind me, I flinched but held on to the counter.
It was him, standing gloriously at the doorway, his arms were entwined on his chest.
I switched my gaze to the tiled floor and nodded slowly. When did he get here?
“Then you will stay hungry till the housekeeper comes again,” He said flatly. In a swift, I looked up at his face.
He nodded indifferently, and turned around to walk away.
I stood dumbstruck with my lips apart as I watched his back till I couldn't see him again.
I crouched to the floor and hugged my legs to myself. Am I really going to stay hungry till tomorrow? I thought as tears welled up in my eyes.
 Zayn POV
“Reid, how many times do I have to warn you to drop this issue,” I bellowed, and I could hear him sighed at the other end of the phone. “Sorry, buddy, I'm only concerned.” He says, I scoffed. “You know the kind of person William is, he won't let it slide once he finds out you killed one of his men” he said frantically, I raked my hand through my hair.
"What's up with you, man?!” I glowered.
“I don't give an f**k about that sh!t, so you should do the same,” I breathe out and hung up immediately.
 “Reid should stop trying to get on my nerves,”I mumbled as I plonked myself on a couch in my room.
As soon as I settled down, I pulled out a stick of cigarette and lighted it.
All of a sudden, Lady in black face popped up in my eyes, I shook my head sideways. You shouldn't do this, Zayn… My subconscious mind advised, I rolled my eyes at him.
Stay out of this, buddy… I warned and stood on my feet.
She shouldn't die of hunger in my house. I thought as I exhaled the smoke from my nostril.
F**k,
How do I knock now? 
I've been standing opposite her room for quite some minutes now, Iris room, actually.
How I miss Iris so much…
I miss barging into her room without a knock, and she would scold and send me out of her room.
The door suddenly creaked open, and before I could turn back, she had come out of the room.
The f**k! Where's she going?
“Do you need anything?” She asked calmly, I slowly took my eyes to her figure.
Her eyes look swollen, obviously, she has been crying. Uhmmm
Moreover, she was not wearing her black dress, but a white dress instead.
Hold on… I could remember it's one of Iris favorite dress. Why would she wear it?
My eyes became fury, “Why would you wear this without a proper request?” I roared, she cringed immediately. “Uhm… I…”
“Don't ever wear any of those dresses again, do you understand?” I warned her sternly, and without sparing her another glance, I marched off.
F**k!  I ran a hand through my hair as I climbed down the stairs. Why would she wear it in the first place?
 Violet POV
I grabbed my clutch from the passenger seat and stepped out of my car. I just hope he's home.
Not only that, but I counted my steps towards the building with my sunshade on my face.
I stepped into the living room, and it still looks the same as it was a few months ago.
“Zayn” I called, my voice echoes loudly in the whole room.
Oh, God!…
Don't tell me he's not home.
“Zayn” I called again but got no response.
I should go check his room… I thought as I ascended the stairs carefully.
I was walking down the hallway when I sighted a figure approaching me.
I stopped walking to study the figure.
A lady?
She's dressed in a casual white flowery gown and with her Blondie hair brushed down her shoulder.
She halted her steps immediately she noticed my presence too. Good.
I placed my hands at akimbo as we both stared at each other, equally.
“Who are you?” I asked her, bluntly.