Skipped A Beat

"What is it, Kevin?" Myra moved closer to face him. "Why did your demeanour change all of a sudden?"

He let out a short breath, taking her hands into his. "Myra. I want you to take this with an open mind and-"

The ping of his phone cut him off. "Excuse me."

He reached out for his phone to see another text message from Cynthia.

'My plane just touched down at the airport, I'll be taking a cab straight to your place, see you soon, love.'

Kevin's gaze turned colder. What the fuck was Cynthia driving at?

Why would she want to see him first after landing in the country?

After shattering his heart to pieces and all these years of no communication. What exactly does she want from him now?

He gripped the phone harder, his knuckles turning white.

"Kevin, are you okay?" Myra asked again. "Ive never seen you like this-" She was suddenly cut off by the ringing of her phone.

"It's Amal." Myra whispered, excusing herself to take the call somewhere else.

Kevin looked back at his phone, his fingers on

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