Chapter Thirty

"Hello Grace" I smile the moment the woman opens the door. She doesn't have a friendly smile on her face, just an uncomfortable glare in which I choose to ignore. I need to see Corby. I need to know how he's carrying the news and everything.

"My husband isn't home" Grace grumbled from behind me.

"Where'd he go and when is he coming back?"

She snorts. "I thought you of all people would know"

I watch her parade back to whatever den she crawled out from, with a twist to her steps. I get our my phone to call Corby when I hear someone coming down the stairs, surely, it's Corby.

Looking in the direction Grace went, I roll my eyes. Witch!

"What a surprise" Corby chimed. He has wrinkles in his face and a huge amount of eyebags under his eyes . He's not his usual self, even the way he walks is different.

"Corby, are you alright? You look sick!"

He sways his hands about ridding off what I said. "I'm fine. Let's talk about you" Corby took my hand leading me to his study room. The silence is appre