WRITER'S POV
“I will keep on searching discreetly, sir,” Mr Adkins said with determination.
Roland sighed tiredly. What was the use to continue searching? All he had done the last years was search and all he had gotten in return was nothing but dead ends. Perhaps his father was right. His mother never meant to ever see him again. It hurt him.
Meanwhile Tiffany couldn't get Roland's sad eyes out of her head. While she made dinner, all she thought was him and the deep sadness she had seen lurking in his eyes.
The only thing that came to mind for his sadness was his mother. She recalled he had spoken to her about his mother. That was it. The news Mr Adkins gave that kept him sad. Tiffany had never seen him that moody and sad before.
A strange thought occurred to her. What if he tried
