Two days later..

I pace around the living room anxious, as I await aunt Ruth's call. My legs are hurting in my Louboutin heels but I ignore. Luke had gotten me an iPhone, a gesture he believed meant that he now trusted me completely.

Luke had gone to work, and the house was as quiet as usual. I hadn't seen or heard from Laurel for a few days and I couldn't deny the fact that I was worried if she was alright. The Laurel I knew would have been pissing me off everyday, continuously.

Aunt Ruth's text comes in and I read. I had asked her to reach out to Rocky and José respectively. I had to know exactly what he intended to do so I could stop him on time.

Aunt Ruth; Child, for the love of God tell your husband who Rocky is! I have just spoken to Rocky and he wasn't even keen on telling me anything and was even extremely rude to me.

I text back; No, Aunt! No, please, I can never ever tell Luke the truth because I fear for Rocky's life! What did José say?

Aunt Ruth; He only said he knows you've been brainwashed and that he's with Rocky no matter what decision he makes.

I don't reply her last text because I didn't know exactly what to say.

"Emmanuele!" I call as I sit on the couch. I am rubbing my temple as she arrives.

"Madam, are you having a headache? Do you need a massage or some medicine?"

"No, no, Emmanuele, may I have a glass of water, please?"

as she rushes to get

say, handing her the empty glass. She nods,

is Laurel?" I ask, genuinely

haven't seen her in two

"She left?"

I don't know, I'd

approving nod,

plan, steak, guacamole, calamari corn

love calamari, but may I have spaghetti bolognese for

madam. You may.

I'm allergic." I tell her and

I'm unable to watch anything on Netflix so I decide to take a tour

that I feared that things would expire if not used soon. I had taken two packs of Hershey's dark chocolate from the pantry and I was glad I went there. I stand in front of Luke's study and wonder for a

chairs were shiny, properly cleaned. My eyes fall on the full jug of water. Luke's pictures were hung in different directions of the room and I smile to

files on the table, but what catches my attention is the shelf of awards besides the fire place. I move closer and take a count. Twenty one awards in total.

and look round the room. There's a picture of Jesus on the table

to pack the documents affected by the water. I drop them on the dry side of the table but the contents of a particular document falls on the floor. I take tissue from the tissue box in

bend to pick the documents but my

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