The imposing gates of Malik's estate stand open, a silent invitation to Robin.
She pulls her car to a stop, the engine humming softly as she takes a moment to compose herself. This is it.
She straightens her shoulders, trying to compose herself.
After days of checking in on Zaria at the office when she had the time, offering to help around the house, and generally making herself a nuisance, Malik had finally relented.
He had agreed to let her visit.
Robin takes a deep breath, trying to quell the nervous flutter in her stomach.
She's not entirely sure why she's so jittery.
She's been planning this for years, meticulously crafting her revenge, and this is just another step in her elaborate game.
But something about the prospect of seeing him in his home throws her off.
She takes another deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
