Chapter Twenty-eight

In the following weeks, Brenda and Alfred resumed their spark. They spent time together and a lot, hanging out every weekend and almost every other day of the week. She gradually began to fall deeply for Alfred, he was always nice to her and so caring. It had been a while since Brenda have someone like that in her life so she began to get lost in the moment. Today, Brenda had convinced the guard on duty again and had left the house to go see Alfred. Now she was back home late and she entered the house through the back gate. She had managed to sneak out with the help of the guard, who she had been able to persuade with sweet words and a bit of cash. Her heart pounded as she tiptoed towards her room, hoping to make it there undetected. But the creak of the floorboard gave her away, and she froze as she heard a voice behind her.

“Stop right there!” he ordered. Damien was quick to notice her movements.

Brenda halted in her tracks, slowly turning around to face her husband. She saw the ang