Franklin Howard.
I had just finished bathing in my bathroom, dressed in a blue suit, and was preparing to leave my home when I heard the doorbell ring.
I knew Natalie was back, and I didn't want to leave the house before, but an emergency meeting came up at the company, and my father called me, demanding that I arrive at my office immediately.
Once I was done attending to my appearance, brushing my brown locks and applying my cologne, I exited my bedroom and went downstairs to meet my wife.
Natalie looked surprised to see me, but she immediately looked away, not bothering to greet me. I understood that she was still annoyed by my decision to protect her elder sister from her. But it was to prevent further harm to Amelia, not because I cared about Amelia.
"Natalie," I called to her, ad
