Darmiel was restless while in the office, unable to focus on the piles of documents stacked neatly on his mahogany desk. He did not know and he could not think of anything why Ameelah suddenly turned cold and distant from him, especially when everything had been going so perfectly between them just the day before. He paced back and forth across the spacious room, looking out the glass window at the busy city skyline, but his mind was completely elsewhere. His restlessness was fueled more when he received a text message from Ameelah.
The screen of his phone lit up, and his heart skipped a beat as he grabbed it quickly from the desk.
“We will be leaving now. Just visit us in the Grayson home.” Darmiel read twice this message of Ameelah and sat on his executive chair with a heavy heart.
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