The drive back to my nightmare was the shortest drive in my life. It felt like seconds. Throughout, I stayed far away from Gerald in the car. He would chuckle and look away from me at intervals.
As soon as he stepped out of the car, he walked around and opened the door for me like a gentleman. Behind this kind gesture, I knew my whole world was ending soon.
He led me inside his mansion and pointed to a seat in the living room. “Mira, whose clothes are you wearing?”. His voice was blasting like thunder in my mind. Gerald kept tapping his feet as he waited for me to respond.
In fear, I was dumb. I looked at Harry’s clothes and I dared not to cause a fight between two brothers. I swallowed my saliva as he asked the same question again.
“My ….my friend’s sir “. My throat was dried, I ne
