MAYA
"What bet?"
I gulped down my saliva and I dearly hoped this moment was purely my imagination but this was real. Desmond's Father was standing before us.
"None of your business. You should leave." Desmond growled.
"Come on, everyone is watching. Shouldn't you be at least nice to your father?" The old man donned a smug look. I saw Desmond's palms immediately curl into a fist.
"What are you doing here?" He asked through gritted teeth. I could tell he was barely containing his anger and I dearly hoped he didn't lose his temper.
"Since you've decided to shun us, I decided to come to meet you personally. To congratulate you on your big win." The man smiled but only a fool would be deceived by it.
"I don't need your shitty congratulations, just get out of my sight." Desmond's voic
