Rowe's apartment. "Be sure that the hall is well decorated."Max said to the henchman who had just told him about the state of the hall they would be using for the wedding. The wedding hall you might want to say. The henchman bowed slightly and turned away from him. He watched the fellow walk out of the parlour towards the door. He sighed and thought for a while what to do. Whether to call Dia again or just go to her studio. Then he just felt an urgent need to go see his mom. It's been quite a while since he spoke with her. And his wedding was just a throw stone away. He didn't know why he felt differently about the coming wedding when he knew too well that twas just a sham. "Mom."He called, taking the passage to the right from the parlour. He would have to take the passage down then take another turn. He had always wondered why his father had built a maze instead of a house. Well, one thing to th

     Same day. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting."Dia heard from behind her and then felt a slight hug from behind then a peck on her cheek. She must have been held in the depth of her thoughts for her not to had heard someone coming. "Lancy."She muttered as Lancy hurried to her seat, dropping her bag hastily and holding Dia in her concerned face,"Aww, my baby."Lancy said, reaching her hand across the table to hold Dia's. Dia let her and said,"I'm sorry I was rude to you on the phone."She started. Lancy squeezed her hands gently and smiled,"I would never be mad at you. I brought it upon myself."Dia sighed, trying to hold back her tears. That obviously wasn't what she needed at that time. "Were you busy when I called you? Twas too impromptu, I shouldn't had, but I had no option."Dia said again as Lancy came on,"Stop talking about me. You seem worried to

    Dia's apartment. "I'm already on my way out, ma."Dia said to the door, turning the knob to lock it. Then she turned away from the door of her room and began to walk through the passage which led to the parlour, the sitting room. "Mma?"She called, standing in the middle of the parlour and looking towards the kitchen. She couldn't find her grandma. Her face became contoured. "I'm sorry for being a bitch these past few days, not getting to check on you. I'll make it up to you today. I'll come home with the best food you like. The same you've not had --"She stopped talking. It seemed as though she had only been talking to herself. "Mma? Where could she had gone this morning?"She stood at that spot for a while thinking. She was running late for work. Twas already past 10 and her student would be waiting for. She had some preparations to make for them. There was a new contest."Maybe s

    Same. "Max."He heard the weak call and looked up from his phone. Twas Mma, she had just opened her eyes again. He looked quickly at his phone again, twas 5:03Pm. "You're awake."He said, meaning to stand. "No, sit."She said again, looking at him. Her face with based wrinkles tuning to the eyelids. He asked hastily, but quite with demands and concern,"Is there anything you need me to do for you?"He wasn't sure if that was the right question. He hadn't really gone to sit by anyone in the hospital. Never in his life. But he was ready to play the role as best as he could. "No... Wh-here is Dia?"She asked. He had expected that to be her first question, yet there was no cause for being jumpy. "Oh, Dia. Yea she went home to grab few things. And she needed to change too. She wanted me to go but I insisted on staying here with you till she arrive. She should be back i

    Rowe's apartment. "Do you have a plan?"Lancy passed Dia a tissue, which she folded and used on the side her lips. She dropped the used tissue on the makeup table and peered into the mirror. Thinking probably her presence, that annoying portrayal of herself in the mirror would come alive that day. At least twas her big day. The most anticipated day. Her wedding. Call it a nuptial shindig. She looked at Lancy through the mirror and shook her head in denial, then she wielded words to complement the expression,"Not really. But I already have papers booked. I'll go to Grandma firstly then leave Seattle for the meantime. Till all the shit dies down."Lancy made a sound of agreement deep in her throttle and resumed the make-up routine. She was almost done. She had applied the foundation and was going with the overlay, before the finishing touch. "You don't really have to be this serious on the make-up thing. It's b