Desmond's POV
I arrived home a bit late today. I opened the door and saw Tasha in the living room. She looked very worried.
"Hello, Madam you looked worried what's the problem?" I asked as I walked in closing the door as I entered.
"Welcome Desmond how was work?" she asked, still with a sad and worried look on her face. She stood up and came towards me.
"It was great, I noticed you are not in the best of moods, care to talk about it?" she led me to the couch where she started talking.
"It all started this morning, I went in search of some answers and it took me to the hospital."
"The hospital?" I asked.
"Yeah, and by the way Ryan has been discharged." She added.
"Really since when?" I asked faking my curiosity, lying to her in her face.
"About a month or two,"
