Fatima didn’t go to work the next day, making Grian worried. Christopher isn’t here today and told Grian to go to the coffee shop for him. But today, both Fatima and Philippe didn’t go. He’s worried something could’ve happened to her as he waited.   “Can you manage here alone?” he asked Nikki and she nodded. He grabbed his coat before going outside on the cold windy day and getting in his car. He started the engine and drove off in the direction of Fatima’s house.   A couple of minutes later, he arrived at her place and got out of his car, and knocked on her door. A couple of minutes passed and no one was answering. He looked around and saw another house next to Fatima’s and he knocked there. The door burst open and saw a woman getting pushed outside. “Leave them alone,” the middle-aged woman told the other woman who has b

“Care to explain or continue your lie?” Christopher and Fatima are both sitting across from each other at a table in the coffee shop. She was contemplating what she should answer him and if she can get out of the situation. She was fidgeting in her seat like a fugitive caught by a cop. “Listen, I told you you heard me wrong-“ she got cut off.   “Tell me the truth or you’re fired from this job,” he threatened and her eyes widened. She crossed her arms and scoffed. “You can’t. Grian owns this shop,” she fought back and he laughed. She looked at him with furrowed eyebrows.   “Honey, this coffee shop is signed under my name. Grian is my secretary, I asked him to interview you,” he said with a smirk and her jaw dropped. She looked at Nikki who smiled guiltily.  

“Come on, you need to drink your medicine,” she told her brother Timothy as she tried to give it to him but he kept refusing. She sighed and looked down tiredly before standing up from her seat and handing the spoon to Philippe and gesturing him to their youngest brother.   The temperature of the city has been increasing and decreasing lately and the rapid changes are making her sick as well. Her brother is already having a hard time because he’s currently on medication for a while after their hospital visit the other day and she doesn’t want to be sick so she can work.   She stepped outside their house and sat down on the concrete floor as the wind blew her hair. She sighed and looked up at the cloudy sky before looking down at her feet.   “Such a lovely

FATIMA’S MOTHER WENT TO visit their house again but found no one inside. The landlady carefully stayed silent as she stayed inside her house with Timothy. Since Fatima and her brother are away, the landlady happily stayed with Timothy since she loves taking care of kids.   After their mother left since no one was answering, she left the place. The landlady wants to call Fatima but she doesn’t have a phone so the landlady has no choice but to wait for her to come back home.   “Who was that?” Timothy asked.   “Some crazy lady in the neighborhood, don’t worry,” she jokingly reassured him as he doesn’t actually remember the woman as his mother. She left years ago that he completely forgot who she was since the last time she was there for them, he was still ve

Once the day of the party came, Timothy was brought to Grian’s house so he’ll be safe there. A helper is going to take care of him as Fatima and Philippe are away. Nikki was helping Fatima get ready, while Grian was helping Philippe in the other room. Since the party is at night, they have a lot of time to get ready.   “Oh, come on! You’ll look so good, just let me do what I want,” Nikki pushed her idea and Fatima frowned. She looked at her face in the mirror and sighed. “The makeup is going to be so heavy!” she exclaimed but Nikki shook her head and grabbed a brush.   “Trust me,” she whispered, making Fatima a little afraid of what she’ll do to her face.   While she sat there, Nikki started to do her magic. She stayed as still as possible while Nikki was