(Roman)
It didn't occur to me, I had left one of my phones at home. I just wanted to make sure she got home safely. Whatever my grandmother said to her, it must have left her so broken that she sought reprieve in a bar.
I have been watching the hour hand on my wristwatch, wondering when she's finally going to come out and head home. Although I had instructed Kelvin's nanny to stay behind until she returns, I'm not comfortable with the boy being alone without her by this time.
I'm contemplating going inside to fetch her when I see someone walking her to a car. Her steps are wobbly. She looks dizzy, with an uneven gait.
I felt something turned inside me. Like a thunder rumbling to life. I don't know why I feel this way at the sight of them together. It can not be jealousy. I feel someth
