Faint voices coming from the living room strayed towards her hearing and Cindy could not help but smuggle against her pillow feeling reluctant to get up from bed. She was laying on her stomach with her hands stretched across the bed, her phone in hand. In the end, she opened her eyes lazily and yawned. Then she pulled her phone closer to see it was 8:30 am already. “Arrgghhh, how and when did I even sleep off?” she yawned lazily once more. She glanced at her phone and remembered she had slept off while reading the hateful comments and online articles about Daisy online. She scoffed as she sat up on the bed. “Even the story of your downfall is boring Daisy,” she said mockingly with a sly smile on. Robbing her eyes, she moved closer to the edge of the bed before dropping her feet on the cold tiles. The voices coming from the living room had drawn her attention and she wanted to see what was going on. Not like it sounded like an argument or ruckus. In fact, it no way sounded like

“Thank you very much doctor, I really appreciate your help,” Cindy thanked the doctor for the hundredth time as she walked him to the main entrance.The doctor nodded and turned to face her. “It’s okay miss. Just make sure you check her from time to time. It would be great if you can stay with her throughout. Call me if anything happens,” he instructed while Cindy gave a simple nod.Getting to the door, he stretched out his hand to open it when Cindy stopped him. “I don’t know your name, mister. ““Mind telling me?”He stopped, turned and came face with her smiley pretty face. After staring at her for a while, he answered with his eyes narrowed slightly, “sure. My name is Richard miss.”Cindy smiled and stretched her hand for a handshake. “I’m Cindy. Call me Cindy and not miss.”Richard chuckled slightly and took her hand, “alright. You have a sweet name, Cindy.” To which Cindy smiled sweetly.Staring at her face, she looked really pretty and innocent and a complicated feeling welled

It wasn’t snowy but the mist around made it seem like it would snow soon. Then there was a sudden breeze that began to blow and Daisy had to run into the house.“Dad,” she called out as she rushed into the house. “Dad, it’s going to snow? You didn’t leave anything out there right?”She didn’t get any reply after calling unto her dad and her brows furrowed in surprise at that. ‘He was right in the suiting room before I left,’ she thought to herself as she fully stepped into the already dark house.The wind was blowing heavily now and the cloud had now turned dark.Daisy shut the entrance door before using her hand to trace the wall. But then, she was shocked at the surrounding she met with when the lights finally came on. After staring deep and hard for a while, she finally remembered she is at Rose’.“Oh I’m still at Rose,” she muttered to herself before walking further into the living room. But then, she suddenly paused and froze on the spot. She wasn’t the one that put on that light

With Daisy in his arms, Mr Louis hurriedly walked towards the bedroom door.Daisy who initially lay silently in her father’s arms suddenly came to realize her dad was actually carrying her. Even though no one else was in the room her face still turned red in embarrassment.“Dad?” he suddenly called out weakly. Loius who had already got to the door and was now struggling to pull it open paused when he heard his daughter call out to him. Though she felt strangely weak to her bones, she still struggled to get off her dad's arms.Her father who did not mind carrying his daughter in his arms looked at her worriedly as she struggled to stand on her feet.“Are you okay? You sure you can walk?” he asked worriedly his eyes watching her every move and his arms still holding unto her.A complicated look flashed across his eyes seeing how haggard his daughter now looked just in two days. He could not help but wonder what she had gone through to suddenly look like this.What kind of friends did sh

Wesley sat behind his sleek mahogany desk, the light from his computer casting a soft glow on his chiselled features. He had been working late into the evening, his mind consumed with numbers and spreadsheets. It was then that he heard the familiar "ping" of a new email arriving in his inbox.As he opened the message, a small smile formed on his face which disappeared almost immediately it came. The information he had been waiting for all day had finally arrived. He wasn't in a haste to open or read what the message entails, after all, he would be dissecting and investigating soon. He trusts his men, the Croxxed X to deliver accurate information.All through the afternoon since Andrew left to see Sarah, he had a few Croxxed X keep an eye on him in a bid to protect him. And he had been keeping tabs on him ever since. When Sarah left, Wesley was informed immediately. And even though Andrew had decided to just sit still in the coffee shop for over two hours, he had instructed his men no