On the other side of a LTR with a galactic supermodel, Zaya is done with pretty boys who leave her high and dry - and ready for a real man.
A man with some serious cajones, a generous, kind heart and significant life experience.
A man she can love, respect and spend pyjama days with. A man who knocks her off her feet with a single touch. One who adores her back and lets her fly (being Miss Independent and all). And a man who doesn't turn down the AC during a heatwave to conserve coins or is cheap AF about booking an excellent restaurant for her birthday even when SHE has enough bank to cover it.
What she wants and desires is a forever kind of man. So she sends out a little prayer into the universe.
Let this be a cautionary tale to all you heart yearners: be careful what you wish for - you just might get it.
Because it's never too late to get your starlit forever!
