Chapter Thirty Six

Nala.

I woke up tired taking in my room as the events of last night came back one by one. I walked to the window and dew the curtains looking out, and it was the most beautiful scene I had ever seen.

I walked back and sat down on my bed for a moment.

Suddenly everything started to make sense. He said his name was Jordan and he did not seem to be scared 9f Salvatore. He was Jordan Banks. Now it was all clear why he had seemed so familiar. I had seen him before like a thousand times in the TV, on website tabloids, newspapers.

He and his wife had been media favorites. They were rich, and beautiful, but mostly they were known for their charity works to the orphaned children across the city and single mothers.

They always seemed so genuine and extremely happy. That was until, two years ago, he had been in the news for his personal tragedy. The loss of his wife.

I was so glad I was sitting or i would have collapsed when I saw him standing by the door just looking at me.

How long had h