Nathaniel stepped back into the bedroom after settling Zane in for the night. Zara was sitting quietly at the vanity, slowly running a brush through her hair.
There was nothing unusual. Her actions were routine—combing her hair after changing into her nightdress, just like always. But it was the vacant look in her eyes as she gazed at her reflection that made Nathaniel's chest tighten.
He had noticed her change soon after they left the restaurant. In front of Riya, she had been composed, gracious. But the moment they got into the car, something in her had shut down. She hadn't said a word since. Just silence. But he had sensed something was off about her, the way she stared out the window blankly. The same vacant look was still there in her face
He loosened his tie and slipped off his jacket, his eyes never leaving her. He wondered what was keeping her so occupied.
"Are you okay?" he asked, breaking the silence.
