Chapter 11

Loyd's eyes flared open.

"You don't love Me?" Megan heard Loyd raise his voice again, a little higher this time. She dropped her suitcase on one of the sofas, took off her coat and moved closer to the direction of the voice.

"Anna, I..." Loyd shook his head. "I changed for your sake, I put away my bad attitude, I stopped taking the fucking ganja for your sake and you still don't love me?" The expression on his face was a mix of anger and disappointment.

"That's not..." Anna began to say.

"We've been together for a month, Anna. I've tried my best, I gave you everything you asked for, I've finally managed to become a better person with your help. So what do you mean you don't love me?"

Megan silently walked to the dining room where the sounds were coming from and peeked her head in.

Loyd and Anna were seated on one of the stools and Loyd was gazing intently at her. Her brother's pale face and reddened ears increased her worry and she could not see the face of the other female because