Chapter One Hundred & Eighty

Mrs. Alcantara waited for Melanie to come back home so she could relay her father's message to her but there was no sign of Melanie showing up any time soon.

Melanie never kept late nights and even when she did, she always informed either her or her husband.

Mrs. Alcantara didn't know what to do, she was torn between calling Melanie or her husband so she just decided to call Melanie.

She called Melanie but Melanie was not picking her calls. What was she expecting? Melanie never spoke to her, so why would she pick up her calls?

She was so pathetic but she couldn't help it so she called Clara.

“Hello dear,” Mrs. Alcantara said.

She didn't want to sound worried so she forced herself to sound normal.

“Hi, Aunty, how are you?” Clara answered.

She knew what her aunty wanted to ask but she acted like she didn't.

“I am fine, I hope you are well?” Mrs. Alcantara inquired.

She didn't want to go straight to the point but she also knew she could not avoid it. She just wished Clara would say Mela