(THEA'S POV)
Hours and hours of observing Zayn, he was too focused on his laptop as all other people here. Hours of thinking what's the best way to do, so I would know this man and help him somehow get over to whatever emotional distress he had been keeping. Freeing him from the bondage of anger. Yet, I still haven't found anything. It was still as vague as the foggy mountain.
I almost hopped out of my chair when the phone rang on my desk, I mean Nadah's desk. I even noticed Zayn peered at me when he noticed I didn't answer the phone. However, before he can even reprimand me for leaving the phone unanswered, I immediately pick the phone and answer.
"Hello,"
"Aloo, Meen beyet klm?"
Oh my word, the man on the phone was not speaking English.
How can I even?... Wait, he probably was asking who I am.
"This is Thea, Nadah's replacement for the day. What can I do for you?" I assume that my response fits right.
"Okay, you only spoke English? Can you please connect me to Mr. Meliani?"
