LYRIC
Things were not fine. The aftermath of the situation was exactly why I'd been scared of revealing the truth.
Since the previous day after the samples were taken, Jaris hadn't been home. What bothered me the most was the fact that the twins were very sad and worried.
They didn't exactly know what the problem was, but they knew their father was mad about something and hadn't been home because of it.
"Aunty, do you think daddy will come home today?" Xyla asked, lifting her head from her drawing book to look at me.
I stuttered for words.
"He's not taking our calls. And we were supposed to show him some pictures," she made a pout.
Xylon nodded, showing his agreement.
My heart clenched painfully. Jaris hadn't been taking their calls? Was that necessary?
This—This was exactly
