C H A P T E R 10 - Elijah.

I could tell by the expression on her face that she was far from impressed by what I had just done, but it seemed to me like she was not going to fight against the desires of her brother. There was a part of me that was feeling rather anxious about what I was doing, but it was too late for me to do anything about it. I had already made the decision to do this, and there was no turning back now. 

When I had come downstairs and I had asked her to join me on my jog, my desire to go on the said jog had disappeared the moment that she said that she wouldn't be joining me. And then, instead of having the guts to go back upstairs, I did not want to admit to the way that I was feeling, and that was why I went outside. I had stood on my porch like a man who did not know what to do with his life, like someone who had knocked on the wrong door and was trying to figure out where they were actually supposed to be. 

Of course, my salvation had come in the form of her broth