It was early evening when Richard finished work and called Perry from his car. "Where are you? Let me come pick you up for dinner."
"I'm at the hotel," Perry replied, her voice weak. "Don't really feel like going out. Let's just eat here."
"You okay? Not feeling well?"
"Not really. Just... tired."
Truth was, Perry's mood had everything to do with Belen—and indirectly, it looped back to Richard. All this chaos probably started because Belen was hell-bent on pushing Mara onto him.
Richard stepped on the gas, heading straight for the hotel. He found her in the café and instinctively crouched beside her, gently pressing a hand to her forehead. "You sure you're alright?"
She gave a light shake of her head. "Yeah, just a bit worn out."
"You probably need food. Let's eat he
