Derek woke up the next day with a bang. It was like the weight of the world was on his head when he did. So much that for a moment, he thought he was going to pass out.He sat up from wherever he was and placed a hand at the side of his head to try to suppress the pain he was feeling. This wasn't what he would expect to feel after having such a long night.How many drinks did he have? He wondered just how many shots he had that would get him to this point. He wasn't one to get himself high to this extent but this hangover was a huge one.He had to open his eyes well just to get familiar with where he was. Although it took a while, he got a hang of himself.The room he found himself in was pretty much recognizable. Turns out that he was in his living room. The question now was: how was he able to get himself to his apartment after such a night?Slowly, he sat down upright, looking around for his wife who didn't seem to be there with him. He was just about to call for her when he notice

At that moment, the person going through a whole lot of issues wasn't just Derek anymore. Marcus was in the same category.For the first time since Derek got to Marcus's place, Marcus was without proper options. It was like he had no solution to anything whereas he was the man whom Derek always ran to whenever the issues looked to be more difficult than expected.How was he or anyone else going to explain the call Derek just received? It was a short but precise one. Precise for anyone to know that Derek had something huge to deal with.Derek looked at him, looking all confused. He looked like he was going to drop the device in his hand so he had to say something to him."What was that all about?" he asked Derek who still looked confused as hell."I have no idea," Derek admitted."You sure it's not more than kissing a girl that you shouldn't? Is there more to this that you aren't telling me? Because this call just opened a lot of other possibilities…"Derek took a seat. He was devastat

"Welcome home," Catherine said as soon as Derek got in.He didn't respond at once as he first went to take a seat. What he needed was enough rest to make him feel better as his whole body was telling that he had a long day."Thank you," he said to his wife finally.When he looked at her, he noticed that she was on her laptop. She was fully immersed in it as she typed away into the system and Derek has never seen her looking more serious than this."What are you doing?" he asked her."Working," she simply said as she continued with what she was doing."Hmph," he hummed and then stood up. "I'll be in the room.""Okay."He looked at her once before deciding to head up to their bedroom.When he got in, he took off his top first before laying on the bed, the softness of the mattress giving him an instantaneous relaxing feeling.He wished he could stay like that all through because his body needed that rest. And it was really his one way of forgetting all about work and any other thing that

Except Richard Langston wanted to deny it, Derek was more than confident that the person in the picture was Catherine and not Anne.Ever since he had the discussion with Edna which allowed him to realize that there was something Richard was hiding, he has done a little digging himself.Edna sent him the picture of the anniversary date. And unlike the other pictures where there was skepticism about the person in the picture, this one had been as clear as crystal to him.His wife didn't have her usual sunglasses on and this gave him the chance to see the face of the person clearly enough to know who it is."It's Anne," Richard said eventually regarding the picture in the phone."Anne?" Derek asked."Yes… Anne. There's no way this is Catherine. I was never with her in the first place."Derek shook his head to discard the man's words. "You may want to deny it," he said, "but this one right here doesn't indicate you being with the girl you made to play dress up. I know who this is and you

"How did you get that information that you sent me?" Edna first asked once she heard the beep that indicated she was connected with Derek."I made my findings," Derek simply told her."How? You want to tell me that you just did a mild research and then got this fact?" she asked."No.""What's wrong with you? Spill already.""I met with Richard."Perhaps it was the reason he was acting all reserved, Edna thought. It would make sense to her why Derek didn't want to say anything at first about who he communicated with just to get the needed info."When?""About an hour ago," Derek said."Where?""What's with all the questions, Edna? Do you want to know what I got from him or you want me to detail how I met him and all of that?"Edna sighed. "I don't even know," she said. "Just get on with it. What did Richard tell you?"Her eyes lingered about the park that was getting lesser in terms of the number of people that were around. Dusk was about to hit and that was enough to get everyone leav