Nasya's POV
It was Sylvie.
I felt like a burglar caught by the homeowner—I immediately hung up the phone.
Suddenly, I remembered the time Austin had lied to me, claiming Harper was his business partner when Harper called. Back then, I had been too naive. Even though doubts had crept into my mind, I still chose to believe Austin. But now…
I glanced at the time on my phone screen. Unless they were together, who would answer someone else's call at five in the morning?
They had slept together.
This realization made my heart pound violently.
I closed my eyes, and my mind flooded with images of them tangled naked in bed. These tormenting thoughts tortured me, driving me nearly insane.
I wanted to tear that woman named Sylvie apart right then and there, but reason held me back from acting on that impulse.
I needed to talk to Zayn properly.
This decision couldn't wait.
