THIRD POV She walks over to him, but instead of handing Keenan the divorce papers in the file, she drops it before him. Keenan’s eyes drop to the floor where the file now lies, and he drops his hand to pick it up when Vary steps on it, causing him looks up at her in confusion. He does not understand the look on her face, nor can he tell what is on her mind that’s making her act this way, but he knows that something is up. Vary’s hand slowly runs through his hair and before he can say or do anything, her hand leaves his hair and she slowly trails it down to his face and down his neck. Shivers run down his spine as he hasn’t had this much attention on his body for a while. It’s been more than a week since he was last with a woman and the last woman he was with was her. He fights to regain a little of his control. “What are you doing?” He asks, his voice weakening along with his senses. “What does it look like?” She asks, arching a

“There she is!” Announces Patrick happily. I force myself to put on a smile, walking down to where he and Keenan are having a discussion. “I knew this day would surely come.” He tells Keenan with confidence.   “Are we supposed to believe that, Dad?” Keenan asks, with a raised brow, clearly not believing in what his father just said.   The old man shrug indifferently. “From the first day I saw the two of you together, I knew you were meant to be.” He points out in a convinced tone of voice, “although that was four years ago and you were still much in love with Taylor, I knew there was something about Vary that made her the ideal woman for you.”   Keenan drinks a little from his glass of wine. “And you never told me any of that.” Keenan pointed out to him.   “I knew it wouldn’t be clear, so I let fate lead both of you to your destiny.” The man just responds, still much convinced

Tobi turns around to look at them and Varisha sees the devilish smile he always had, which she had always hated. “What is this?” Vary demands, her voice low and weary as she stares at Tobi in horror. There is fear and panic in her eyes and the last thing she wants right now is him anywhere near her or Keenan, but here he is, standing in her home. Keenan wraps his arms around her waist and she slowly looks up at him, wondering why on earth he would bring him to her? Why would he do this to her? Keenan is oblivious to what’s going on in her head, but he notices the tension that has built within her, and so he smiles. “I know you think what happened in the past is your fault, but your father is already past that and he has also forgiven you and only wishes you to forgive yourself.” A bitter taste grows in her mouth and she wonders what lie her father has fed to her husband. “Forgiven me?” Vary asks ridiculously, and squeaki

One week later,   “Why am I hacking into their system again?” Rory asks Keenan with a curious tone of voice as he opens and accesses some information on the computer screen.   Keenan, who realises Rory has accessed the bank security information, moves closer to him. “Because it’s one week and two days since Vary left and I have to find out where she is that way. I’ll be okay.” He answers with honesty in his voice.   After Vary disappeared from the hospital a week ago and Keenan had no other choice but to try looking for her, the best way he can.   He pays a visit to Alian, Vary’s good friend, but she told him she hadn’t seen Vary since the birthday party and Keenan went to meet with Levi, but he also said he hadn’t seen her, but would also be on the lookout for her.   After a long unyielding search, Keenan returned home that day, and as he walks over to the

“Vary?” He calls, a little surprised, and a little relieved as he shuts the door and tosses his keys on the counter. She’s wearing a white gown reaching a little below her thigh, displaying her toned long legs and it takes all Keenan’s might to not get distracted by them so he asks, “What are you doing here?”She gets up from the bed and walks towards him, “Trying to make amends.”Keenan looks puzzled. He does not interrupt her, he just listens.She pauses halfway towards him, “I shouldn’t have run away the way I did that night and I have blamed you for so long I forgot I also played a part in it.... the greatest part.”Keenan shakes his head. If there’s anything he has learnt in the past three months, is that passing blame helps no one. “Vary, that not true. We both played an equal part in everything that happened.” He says as he walks to her.She wanted h