Zoey bit her lower lip, staring at Zion straight in the eye. Her hands were behind her back, fingers fiddling against each other as she looked down.
"Because Dad wouldn't let me be with you and Mom." Zoey answered in a low tune.
"Why do you think so?"
"You've seen him. Dad has never liked me, but being alone all these years..." Zoey choked and she took a deep breath before she looked back up.
"... I just want to spend more time with the people who treated me like their family even though we're not blood related. Even if the company has been doing well, there's always something that's missing."
Zoey added, explaining the reason why she 'wanted to come home'. Zion's eyes softened as he sighed heavily seeing how vulnerable his sister was.
"So, you used me so you can come home? You know that's unnecessary, right?" Zion shook his head, but his tone was gentle and lenient.
