As soon as the car came to halt, Mark looked behind to make sure the two were doing good and met with an icy glare. He prayed for the health of the man in the Rolls Royce Ghost that suddenly blocked them in the middle of the road.
The Bentley barely managed to halt behind the Range Rover without crashing into it. The guards instinctively got out of the car before getting the sight of Alvin who stepped out of the Ghost from the driver seat.
Anya could still feel her heart beating loudly at the sight of Zane losing balance and the possible disaster on the road. She ignored the man who knocked on the windshield but the driver rolled her window down.
Talk about obedience.
"Why are you here?" Anya asked bitterly despite knowing the answer to her question. She still had goosebumps over her skin.
Is it the wedding season?
My friends are getting married one after the other and freaking me out. I still feel like yesterday when we were running around in the playground and having fun.
I don’t understand why we write or read such smooth wedding preparations in novels but the real shotgun wedding is frightening. I’m so exhausted.
Sorry for the long gap again. Thank you for your patience.
Much Love,
Munchkin.