CHAPTER FOURTY THREE
BIACKMAIL
Eunice and Paul.
Eunice?! Can we think about this? maybe casually? for a minute?" Paul didn't realise he had a shaky voice and sounded so funny with the fear that Eunice might go something to him.
"Oh" She dropped her shoulders and paced around with a baby face she didn't like that he complained. She squinted her eyes and pause.
"It's just us adults having fun and that's all, nothing more. Why do you seem so bothered, I don't get it at all." She changed her tone immediately and threw her books away, she hated how he changed his mind
Hours of fun she had planned, the pictures and scenes she wanted to execute, she didn't want a man child or one that is scared.
"What are you thinking?" Paul asked as he read her face, Eunice had a super expressive face
