Chapter Sixty

"Grandfather! What was that?!" Carlton yelled angrily as soon as his grandfather picked up the call. Later that day, he returned upstairs and Stacy had left to phone him.

The moment he saw Marilyn standing at his door, he felt his world fall, crumble and shatter right before his very feet. The air around him crackled with the intensity of his emotions that brewed a storm beneath the surface, and it suddenly felt like his sight had been dampened just by seeing her. He almost lost his mind.

"What are you doing here? How did you get here?" Carlton's voice was low but laced with a seething anger that he struggled to contain, as he struggled with his words in confusion. His fists clenched at his sides as his jaw narrowed in a hard line, as his steely gaze fixed on the woman who he had almost given his entirety to.

"It has been a long time, Carlton. How have you been?" Marilyn asked, smiling charmingly in such a modest manner. She was donned in the best clothes that she had purchased