C19 Jerk

Zara's pov

“Okay. Who the hell is that?”

I kept my eyes on my phone. “No idea.”

“She’s wearing his shirt, Zara.”

“I noticed.”

“She’s wearing his shirt and cooking dinner in our house like she’s auditioning for a role she already got.”

I scrolled harder. “Maybe she’s just… friendly.”

Talia made a noise that was half laugh, half disbelief. “Friends don't borrow the man’s clothes