It was beginning to look like a forever thing as Roxanne had her eyes fixed on the clock. What was keeping Asher down there? Why was he taking so much time to come back to the room? Roxanne was worried, to the point she tried to distract herself by watching TV, but her mind kept wandering back to the thought of Asher being out there.Could it be that Asher had abandoned her in the room and ran away? "Oh come on Roxanne, how could you think so low of Asher? What happened to the trust and I love you?" Roxanne muttered to herself as she tried to sound cautious. It got too long that she could not take it anymore. She stood up and made her way to the door, she got to the door stood trying to decide on what to do. "Should i go ahead or sit back and wait? .She asked herself, as she bent her head still holding the doorknob trying to decide."No" She muttered, feeling she could not wait any more. She wanted to be sure Asher was not into in trouble, she trailed back to when Asher was called on

To old Tian, it seemed Asher was taking eternity to come around after telling him about his pregnant wife, Roxanne. His mind has been restless since the day Asher left his house, the news still ring in his head like it was an hour ago. They had been no messages from him, no response from the messages he had left for him, no response from them, what about visit? Nothing.He made the window his best friend as he run to peep through it whenever there's a sound from the out outside. What could be going wrong with him? Why had Asher refused to get back to him? Was there something he did that could warrant what Asher was doing to him?The thought of Asher and his pregnant wife occupied the mind of Tian, the thought of the possibility that Asher could be having some challenges and he wouldn't know about it. The thought of the many sacrifices he made for Asher just to make him happy and not feel like he is alone.What has he done wrong to deserve what Asher was doing to him? Why had Asher ch

Asher's eyes were fixed on George's car, carefully keeping a safe distance to avoid being detected. As he drove he suddenly remembered he had left his phone. "My gosh!" he said, thinking of how he was going to connect to Roxanne to ensure she was fine and not thinking about his way about.Concentration became hard as he thought about Roxanne this minute and then George the next. He was going to get to the root of who George was. Shadowing him was never as easy as he thought, George was quite observant and that made keeping closer a little bit difficult.As they drove through the familiar street, Asher began to notice that George's car was no longer speeding up like it was, George seemed to be getting suspicious of the particular car Asher was driving in. He would slow down, then speed up again.Asher could not beat it, he could not beat the fact that if he continued following George the way he was, George would definitely find out. And if he does, what happens to him? Asher carefully

Mr Roland still could not believe his ears as he watched Meredith talk like a child whose brain is yet to start functioning. Before he even say a word, she was already walking away, not looking behind at all.Mr Roland could not help but wonder what kind of child would not notice or care when a parent is struggling or act different from how they use to."wait right there, Meredith" he forced out, his voice firm but gentle. And immediately Meredith held her movement, waiting to hear why her father stopped her in such manner for the first time. "Have you asked why your mother keeps getting weaker every day ?" he asked, his eyes going down to Odette who was leaning on the table.Meredith seemed uninterested in any question that would not set the table, as the only thing that brought her down from her room was breakfast, and since it was not ready then there was absolutely no business or whatsoever that connects her to what her father was trying to say.So she just ignored him. Her eyes f

Meredith became frustrated as she turned the house upside down, searching every hook and crannies of the house. The kitchen was not an exception, searching for hours. But her money was no nowhere to be found. She tossed aside the couch, lifted up rugs, and even checked under the bed, but all was in vain.Just as she was about to give up, Jake walked into her room. his face lighting up with smile. "Hey" He said, standing at the door entrance with his hand glued on the doorknob. "What are you doing? You look like you are going insane or something, are you okay?" he asked, then left the door entrance walking towards Meredith's bed to sit.Meredith noticed the smile on Jake's face but didn't understand it and was wondering what was so funny about her frustration. Could it be that her face was looking stressed? she thought and hurried to the mirror.She stood right in front of the mirror and could still see Jake's face, his grin grew even more. Meredith could not explain it, she turned arou