Ezekiel's pov,
“Hold on..” I yelled running after Lauren who had just bolted out of the door.
One minute she was alright and the next minute I had no idea what she saw.
She didn't bother stopping, instead she ran straight to the car and got in.
I followed suit, trying to understand what had happened— but all that followed were her tears.
I instructed the driver to start driving back to the house.
“What's wrong?” I muttered, but she didn't say anything.
“It's nothing, Ezekiel. I just want to get back to the house and rest.” She said,
“Stop the car—” I muttered, the driver immediately pressed on his brakes and just like that, I turned back at her and was plain to the tea.
“Look here, Lauren. This car won't be moving, Not until you tell me what the problem is.”
“Really, Ezekiel…is t
