Chapter 93
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I did not even know to thank her but I gladly drowned it because let's face it.
It was good comfort and her motherly act made me want to melt right into her arms.
Amala came back then glanced at me for a brief second before calling Mr Ivanovo to so that they could talk.
So now they were leaving me out on conversations that involved me.
I let that slide because to be honest I did not have enough strength to come at them.
Before they were done talking Josiah barged in with a furious look on his face mainly directed at me.
What the fuck did I do now.
He did not even acknowledge my presence instead he went to talk to Amala and his father and when they were done he went straight up stairs.
I watched those events unfold infront of me as if it was a whole ass movie while I sat on the couch desperate to know what they were talking about.
After that I was no longer in the mood for folding clothes and arranging them.
I was no longer in the mood for eating and I did not want to even see anyone's face.
For fuck's sake why was everything turning a whole three sixty degrees on me right now.
When the pair was done talking Amala came to me and said that she was leaving and when I tried to ask her the reason she shrugged it off and told me that we will talk when she comes back.
She did not even mention when she was coming back.
Boaz left shortly after too because he said that he needed to give space to me and his son.
Goret left shortly after too because I had told her to leave when she was done with the clothes before all this shenanigans happened.
After Boaz left she approached me asking me if I was fine and I told her not to worry about it in which she proceeded by asking if she should still take her leave and I was quick to assure here that she definetly should because like I said I was fine.
In a span of one hour the house was empty due to the lack of human presence in it and it was just left the two of us.
The man who was raging upstairs and me who was still stuck in the same couch.
I did not want to go up in fear of what would rain down on me so I stayed in the same spot.
I knew that I would eventually grow tired of sitting and I would need to stand up and do something but it was like I could not.
My mind was not allowing it.
I needed to go and arrange clothes right so I did that.
I stood up and went to the laundry room where bed sheets and some few of the clothes were neatly ironed and folded.
Taking the basket they were in I carried it all the way upstairs deciding to first go ahead and drop Lucas besheets first because I wanted to.
Well technically I needed to see if he was angry and if he was probably anger him more by forcing him to tell me why he was so furious about me.
Opening the door to the big bright room that had sunlight violently hitting on its bright blue walls I walked in further with the basket in my hands and my heart thudding like it was about to rip out of my chest and run away from me.
"I was wondering how long it would take to finally come in here" the voice said straddling me in my steps making me silently gasp.
What now.
Nayra
I was wondering how long it would take to finally come in here" the voice said straddling in my steps making me silently gasp.
What now.
Carefully placing down the basket of clothes I had in my hands I walked up to him where he was leaning on the glass door observing me.
Like I was his prey.
"Do you mind telling me why the hell you are acting like a child whose candy was snatched away?" I asked him folding my hands when I was close enough to him and he looked down at me.
His eyes boring into mine challenging.
Oh how fun.
He did not respond immediately instead he kept quiet his gaze still boring in mine as he tried to bring emotions out of me.
And goodness was he succeeding.
"Do you see how helpless you feel right now? That was how I was feeling the whole time after I was called that my mother was in the house by Gotet!" He said looking at me and his voice rose when he stated Goret's name.
Oh so that was the reason he was mad.
Because I did not call him.
"I was handling the situation" I stated my voice void of any emotion as I tried to hide them.
It was working until he talked again.
"By being slapped and you chocking her in the process. Yeah you were and the funny thing is that you did not even call me after it had to be my father and Amala.
Why!?" His voice boomed when it came to the last part making me jump a little.
Oh he was one to talk.
Fucking son of a bitch.
"The same reason you did not call or talk to me when you were from confronting your mother" I said in a normal leveled voice raising my face to look at him again.
