The Incest
CHAPTER 15
MIRIAM'S POV
I drive through the night, the atmosphere feels calm as the wind blows up, rolling down my window glass, to breathe fresh air as the flowers which beautify the street leading home seems so adorable, never could I have thought I'll see him, in such way with that young lady, I couldn't have thought of what's beneath the meeting, the flash back of him and her flows through my memory. I parked my car and I did walk into the house.