Cheyenne got out of the room, towards the living room, while her hands continued rubbing her stomach. She was finally in relief after using the drugs and the a pad.
She saw Nathan seated on a couch, with a laptop on his lap.
She took a closer look at him, perhaps her eyes was making tricks on her, but it definitely was Nathaniel in the house. She looked at the clock on the wall to check the time. It was half, past twelve.
He should be at work now. What in the world is he doing here?
"Nathan?" He called his name in surprise.
Nathan lifts up his face and smiled at her.
"You are finally out of your room. Is your cramps gone now?" He questioned, but she pointed at the wall clock instead.
"It's half past twelve, what in the world are you doing here?"
"Working of course
