Closing the door softly behind me, I walked to the living room where Grace and her relatives were sitting. We left the concert venue immediately after I decided to resign, although it was more like they fired me. Jacques's offer was only for formality. There was no way that I would accept it, but even if I did, they would simply find another way to kick me out of the tour.
We were just about to leave the building when Grace came running towards us. That was when she suggested that we stay in her relative's house near the area. I didn't want to impose and disagree at first, but she insisted. Tiffa was now sound asleep in one of their spare bedrooms.
The house was cozily built, with warm color tones and plenty of soft cushions littered around the structure. The living room was not any diff
