8.

Briella descended the staircase in her white suit. She had held her hair in a tight ponytail. She had a meeting with one of her potential investors since Kendrick failed to keep to his promise she had to do it herself. She had written countless letters and proposals to the numerous airlines in Las Vegas, but to no avail.

When she got a call from one of the airlines she sent her proposal to, she was ecstatic. She was tired of staying and doing nothing while her husband went to work and doing god-knows-what behind her.

" I hope you ace this," her cousin said through the phone.

" I hope for the best as well, I am tired of staying home. It's suffocating."

" You got this, call me when you 're done with the meeting," Cerys bid her well as she entered the kitchen for a cup of coffee for the road.

" Thanks, babe," 

She hadn't seen her husband this morning when she woke up and Aly wasn't giving her any proper information as to where he had gone.