THE TIES THAT BIND-Book 3 In The Sexy As Series

Chapter 58

  "She's locked herself in the bedroom for three days," George said with a sad smile. "As soon as her last show in San Diego was done, she said 'George, I need to get to Malibu and I don't want to see anyone'."

Zayn sighed heavily as he glanced down the hallway where his wife was. He'd been having George call him with updates daily as to how she was doing, how she was doing at her shows.

It had been tearing him apart but he knew they needed this separation for a while for them both to figure out what they really wanted. He did a lot of soul searching and knew he didn't want anyone else. Despite what she had done with his best friend, he couldn't abandon her like so many others had in the past. She didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve to be alone. He loved her that much.

"Has she asked for anything or anyone?"

George shook his head. "No, not a word." He said. "But...."

"But what George?"

"I hear her crying all the time," he said. "After every show.  Sometimes sobbing. I knock and she tells me to leave her alone."

Zayn sighed heavily and then held out his hand to him and shook it. "Thanks, George," he said. "You don't know how much I appreciate you protecting her, being there for her.  I'll call you in a few days."

"Very good Mr. Malik," he said and left the house. He had come to care a lot of Kaia and hoped she would be alright.

Zayn locked the door after George left and took off his jacket before making his way to their bedroom. It surprised him that she wanted to come here. They hadn't been to the beach house in months. He was even considering selling it, but deep down he knew he couldn't. It had been a refuge for them. He had told Harry he would sell him his half of the cabin in Montana but under the condition, they could still use it to which Harry agreed.

He reached for the door handle and wasn't surprised to find it locked. He went out the patio doors and around to the back of the house. He saw the sliding glass doors ajar. The only light coming from the room he could tell were candles. He slowly slid open the door, shutting it behind him and let his eyes adjust to the light and then looked around for her.

He saw her lying on the floor, wrapped in a blanket and staring at the TV. An empty bottle of wine next to her and her arms clutching something. He glanced at the TV and saw their wedding video playing. He looked back at her and could see the dried tear stains on her face. She still hadn't seen him. He moved to sit down next to her.

"Anything good on?" He asked her softly.

Kaia nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard his voice. She jumped up. "What...what are you doing here?" She asked in a panic. She saw him glance at the TV and she made a move to turn it off but his hand stopped her.

"Leave it on," he said and moved so his back was against the end of the bed. He reached for her and pulled her into his arms and buried his face in her now short hair. Savoring in the scent.

She was even more of a nervous wreck with him being here. She hadn't talked to him at all since the start of her tour which had been months ago. Not since their tumultuous fight where he had shoved her and he told her that she disgusted him. Her mother in law had FaceTimed her so she could see the twins, but not him.  There was nothing but complete silence between them.

"What...Zayn why are you here?" She asked again trying not to burst into tears. "I...."

"Kaia, shhhh," he said as he buried his face in her neck and let his fingers thread through her hair. He was still incredibly shocked she had cut it, but it didn't make him mad. He was happy he could still savor the feel of it. "This is my favorite part," he said and turned his head slightly to the TV.