Giselle's POV.We went to the car, and he started driving. We did not talk since we got inside the car. And I didn't have the strength to start a conversation. I faced that kind of experience and I did not even have the support of my so-called husband. I was down and I had time to even chat. But then I remembered something, So I decided to ask Bryan.“Can I ask you something?” I asked, and he nodded at me. And I went silent for a while. “Go on,” he said, telling me to talk, then I sighed heavily. 'I hope he says the truth' I thought.“How did you know that he was the stalker from the other day?” I asked, and he did not say anything. “Huh? You recognized him earlier, and you did not seem surprised when you entered the basement,” I said, and he cleared his throat.“How did you even find me? Because my phone was switched off, and you don't even have my number, how were you able to do it? How did you know him? He has never been to your school before, right?” I asked hurriedly, and parked
Giselle's POV.“We are here,” Bryan said, and there was no excitement on my face. “I know,” I said, and I was still sitting. He looked at me weirdly, and I smiled faintly at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, and he shook his head. “I- I, it's nothing,” he said, but I knew that he wanted to ask me a question.“Say it,” I said, and he looked at me for permission and I nodded at him, telling him to go ahead. “Okay, don't you want to go home?” He asked, and I was dumbfounded, by the question.“What do you mean? Why would you ask that?” I asked. “Sorry no offense, but you just look like you don't want to go home, like there is trouble inside or something that might give you a headache,” he said, and I smiled faintly. ‘Oops he just summarized my problem in one sentence’ I thought, I was facing the exact problem, and it was even more that he could imagine, but I did not dare to admit that in front of him.“What do you mean by that? I was just too tired to walk inside,” I s
Giselle's POV.“Who is this?” I wondered.Seeing the strange number made me nervous thinking it was another psychopath, I waited until it finished ringing. Then I climbed the bed, and wanted to rest until my phone rang again. I jerked up when the loud sound echoed in the room. “Did I really use this as my ringing tone?” I asked myself, referring to the song.I picked my phone, and checked the caller ID, and it was unknown. “Unknown caller? Again?” I asked myself silently. I could not avoid it again, so I mustered up some courage and picked it up.I waited until the person from the other group talked. “Hello,” a deep voice from the other said , and I felt like the voice was familiar, but I did not want to believe it. “Hello,” I said slowly.I waited patiently for the person to say something again. “How are you?” The voice from the other end said, and I got curious about who the person was. “Who am I speaking with?” I asked, and the person went silent. 'Why is he quiet?’ I thought. “It
Bryan's POV.I smiled with satisfaction after I ended the call with Giselle, but then I felt something strange. “Why does she sound so sad?” I asked myself. Then I wondered why she didn't want to be involved in the case again. I wondered what made her say something like that.I was scared of calling her before, but after that call ended I couldn't help but think about her husband. “Did he even know about her wife's incident?” I asked myself, after I remembered how Giselle told me that he went on a trip, because I would not be able to sleep if I heard such a thing happened to my beloved.I wondered if something was wrong with her marriage she didn't sound happy when I first heard the voice, and she has been distracted for the past few days. So I thought she was going through tough time in her marriage, and I did not know what I was feeling. I did not know whether I should be happy or sad, but I didn't want my Giselle to be sad, so I decided to make her happy.I knew that she would want
Bryan's POV.“Who else is not living at home?” I asked confusedly. “It is Kevin who else, you boys have decided to stress your mothers,” she said from the other end. “Kevin?” I asked.Kevin is my cousin from my mother's side, we were friends from childhood, and many people mistook us for twins, because we had the same aura, and character. But Kevin usually talks less unlike me, so people recognize him because of his cool attitude. He rarely shares his opinion. That was why I got more popular than him, he did not like associating with people a lot, but I was his best friend.“Yes, he left home yesterday telling his mother that he wants to live alone from now on, she is now frustrated,” she said, and I got confused. Because Kevin was abroad with his uncle, and hearing that he left home was surprising. I felt somehow hurt because I didn't know he could be around and he would not want to meet up with me.“When did Kevin come back to the country?” I asked. “Huh? You did not know? He came b
Giselle's POV.The morning sun seeped into the bedroom and it shone in my direction. And I grunt lazily trying to get out of the bed, but my body kept betraying me. I felt too tired to get up, but then I remembered that I had to go to work. I jerked up from the bed, and checked my clock, I gasped seeing the time. “What?! How ?!” I exclaimed, because I slept so much that I missed my morning alarm even though it was loud. I jumped down from the bed, and rushed to the bathroom. I started bathing roughly, and I kept making mistakes which made me feel more anxious. “I am late already!” I exclaimed running out of the bathroom. I started dressing, but then I heard my phone beeped, and I ignored it.I continued dressing, but then my phone started ringing, and I could not ignore it again. “Who is it?!” I exclaimed. I checked the caller ID and it turned out to be Bryan. “Why is he calling?” I asked no one in particular. I picked it hurriedly., “Hello,” I said, using my shoulder to pin the ph
Bryan's POV.I went out to jog, and looked around the neighborhood. I got tired so I decided to go back to my house. But when I got back home, I saw a familiar vehicle parked in front of my house. I went closer to it, and then I saw a familiar face coming out of the car. “What?” I gasped in surprise. “Do you miss me?” A fragile voice asked cheerfully. “Mom, what are you doing here?” I asked confusedly. “What do you mean? I am here to greet my son, what else?” she asked, and I sighed heavily. “You can't come here unannounced mom, you should at least call me next time,” I said angrily. “You don't have to be angry, I also know that your faculty gave the lecturers a day off,” she said.“How? How did you know?” I asked confusedly, and she smiled. “What do you mean by how? Everybody knows, even though your school is private, such things are still very rare, why only one faculty?” She asked like she was in for some gossip.“How will I know? I am a student,” I said hurriedly. “But your fat
Bryan's POV.“I don't understand your father, I told him I want to spend the weekend here since it's Friday, but he rejected,” she said, and I widened my eyes in surprise. I should not be shocked but I just couldn't help it . Her assistant looked at her with amusement, and I smiled. “I guess she understands what I meant now,” I muttered seeing her surprised face.“Mom, spending the weekend here? Are you being serious about it? Or you want to tease your husband?” I asked, and she looked away. “Mom, you know this is not right, you don't even tell me about it, and you want to spend the weekend here,” I said. “Do I need permission for that too?” She asked, and I sighed heavily.“Of course, you do, you can't be doing this, and your husband is angry as well, you should not do something like that with telling him beforehand too,” I said, and she faced me. “What am I supposed to do?” She asked.“To do? I don't understand,” I said, and she looked at me angrily. “Your father is angry, you kn