C28 CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

CYRUS KAYE P.O.V

Standing in front of her door, I waited anxiously for Marie to pick up the call. My voice was blocked with so many tears, I just wanted a shoulder to lean on.

Turning back, I sauntered into the night. But the sound of my name being called made me halt my steps, I turned to look at Marie, she was leaning against the door frame, she slipped out quietly