Sorry, It Was My Fault
She hugged Michaela, and then she left.
Storm looked at his watch and asked, “Love, can I offer you something to drink or eat?” Michaela shook her head and replied, “No, thank you. I think I am nervous about meeting everyone.”
Storm hugged her and said, “Everyone will love you, especially my mother, Grandpa and Owen. Let’s go home, Sweetheart. The party starts at 6 pm. However, Pastor John will start with the cleansing ceremony.”
Michaela hugged Storm’s arm, then they left the Presidential Suite smiling. They took the lift to the ground floor. The bodyguards were waiting for them in the reception area. Their eyes were as big as saucers when they saw their Madam.
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