|Choices.|
Duke stayed up late into the night thinking on what Mishael had told him.
Love was a decision. A commitment. If he ever wanted to have a better relationship than his parents he would have to chose to work hard on it.
Things would not always be easy and he knew that he needed someone to rely on, who was not necessarily his mother or his sister. For they also had their own lives.
Even though he knew that he had been wronged, it had also very wrong of him to project it on Malisha or expect some form of perfection from her.
Therefore he made a conscious decision to call her.
He almost gave up when his call went unanswered, many scenarios flashing through his mind, but then he remembered his new resolutions and called her again.
"Duke? Sorry I didn't hear you call. I was doi
