Throughout the drive, I felt uneasy. I was thinking about my conversation with Auntie Yara at the office earlier over the phone.
Those leeches! How dare they come to me? Hasn't Harry told them about our relationship status?
***
"Who are they, Auntie?" I was curious.
"It's them, Miss. Your in-laws and Mr. Harry's sister." Auntie Yara's voice sounded irritated.
"Did you ask if they wanted to come to the house?"
"They said they wanted to see you. I already told them you are at work, at the office, not at home. But they insisted on forcing their way in. Coincidentally, Dina opened the door. She didn't know, never seen them. Hearing 'mother-in-law', she just let them in."
"Alright, Auntie, I will go home now. Please keep an eye on their movements," I instructed before ending the conversa
