“Yes.” Did she mean that? She didn't know. All she knew was that she had to do the right thing and this was the right thing.
Luther didn't say another word. He took out his phone from inside his pocket and dialed. Claire didn't wait to hear whatever he was going to say to Logan, she walked away and went back inside the house.
One hour.
Two hours.
Three hours.
In three hours, Logan returned. He wore a long look on his face. Surely he was having a good time wherever he was and didn't want to go home. Claire wondered what exactly Luther told him to make him come back.
“I've been calling you.” She told him as he entered the room and tried to change.
“Why are you here?” He merely asked.
“What do you mean?” She asked, confused.
“Why are you in my room?” He asked again.
“I'm your wife.
