The next day.
Zarina sprawled on the couch, arms spread wide, her gaze fixed on the ceiling in a state of utter boredom.
"I'm so bored," she sighed, frustration evident in her voice. "What am I gonna do with this house when I have no one to talk to? If I could just travel and spend this work vacation, I should have used this spare time for something memorable. But here I am, stuck in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do and no one to talk to."
Days passed without a word exchanged between Draymond and Zarina. He left for work early each day, and she remained home, "I want to go shopping, go to the salon, I want to spend money. But the problem is I don't have money huhu huhu! I am so pitiful. I felt like I was just a wildflower growing inside the vast grassland, doing nothing just existing," she said to herself wearily.
