C80 Plan and Pleasure
IT WAS eight in the evening. After dinner, Zero and Isla stay up on the balcony of their room.
Their daughter was already asleep in the next room.
“How’s school?” Zero asked as he leaned on the chair and stared at her.
She heaved a deep sigh, and Zero knew that there was something wrong.
“Any problem?”
She bit her lower lip and nodded