The Love that Never Really Dies

The anxious Sasha started pacing back and forth in the room. She asked, “Lennie, are you sure he’s going to be fine on his own? Will anything bad happen to him?”

Lance, who was lying on the couch, furrowed his brows when he heard Sasha’s question. His abysmal pair of eyes flickered as he answered her query in a sarcastic manner, “If you’re worried about him, why don’t you hail a cab and go after him? I’m pretty sure you’ll make it in time if you depart immediately.”

Alright, what the heck is wrong with him? Why won’t he stop picking on me?

Instead of starting a fight, she got herself something to eat to make the most out of her limited time.

“Lennie, grab something to eat! I’m sure you’re starving after such a long flight!”

“Thanks, but no thanks.”

Lance, who was seated on the couch, had his eyes glued to his phone with a frown as though he was occupied with something important.

Sasha wondered if he was in the middle of another game. In the end, she placed his favorite sandwich and a cup of milk in front of him.

In order to get herself ready for the appointment with her client, she headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

Buzz! Buzz!

All of a sudden, the phone she left behind started ringing.

Lance looked up and finally strode over after a few seconds since the caller showed no signs of giving up.

“Hello?”

picked up the phone,

and queried with a serious look,

your cousin over at once? I

Lance brought the conversation to

the heck? Did he just hang up my call? What on earth is wrong with him? Is

trivial, but I’m in the middle of

way out of the bathroom, noticed

Lance and asked, “Did anyone call

intention to keep Sasha in the dark, so he answered

Solomon?

bathrobe, continued drying her hair and asked, “Has he mentioned anything? Is everything

he caught a whiff of Sasha’s

stared at the woman in front of him with his mouth agape while

of Lance’s odd expression as the only concern she had in mind was the

they suddenly heard

could come to her senses, Lance, who was seated on the couch, dragged her into the bathroom against her

instructed, “Get dressed

“Huh?”

handed her a few garments as soon as he

he always been such a control freak? What’s wrong

he saw Lance strolling on his phone

hang up my call? Weren’t you aware that I needed to reach

still in the middle of her shower. Should I have handed her the phone