Chapter Twenty

EPISODE TWENTY

ANITA'S POV

The person walked up to me and I traced his shoes to his face. It was dark and I could barely see but the figure in front of me looked like that of Drille. A car zoomed past on and switched on the light, it shone to his face and it was him.

"Drille?" I sniffled as he hugged me still holding the umbrella.

"I saw the whole scene, Daphney is trashing them.. you'll be fine,Okay". He said in his thick muscular voice that sent shivers down my spine . I felt so warm and relieved, I sobbed the more when he told me Daphney was trashing them.

Drille opened his car because Daphney's car was already locked,and I sat down in it.

"Why did Drille come at that moment ? How does he know? Was he following us? Different thoughts ran through my innocent mind . I couldn't help it but cry again. He stayed outside waiting for Daphney and she came in sight so drenched in the rain. Her shirt was soaked that you can see what she's wearing beneath. She held her shoes in her hand as