“I love you,” They said to each other but neither did they mean it.
It is meant to be a sound of comfort to claim a happy life.
She went out of the bed to attend a phone call.
After a few minutes,
“What is it? ” asked her husband, seeing the sudden shift of urgency.
“There seems to be an attack. I have to go…” her reporter’s voice came alive.
“Shall I drop you..?” he asked to make certain of his plans.
“No.. I’ll be fine.”
While she was driving away, he swiped a phone number.
“Hello, angel. Are you…” the unusual calmness of her startled him, “Are you alright ?”.
“Yeah. Just had a rough day.” Her voice made him think of their rough nights.
In an instant, Sid crashed with the woman on the other end.
She cursed the kid and when she picked her phone from the ground, it went blank.
“Nasty kids..” she turned to her left only to find a thin man staring,
“You moron, where have you been hiding..? you even made my life miserable,..” she began to sob,
“Wait, what happened..? ”
“Police questioned me for your ass. Said that you’ve involved in some bomb bullshit. Whatever, my clients…” She stopped at seeing a hint of nervousness in his face.
“What..No way.” His expressions are not very hideous,
“You lying piece of…Get away from me.”
Neither of them knows that there was a keen ear on their conversation through her blank phone.
The news is too big for him. Even tougher to make a choice.
“Hi..You know, it’s goddamn mess on the streets. Anyway, you want to talk something..” the reporter said.
He began to say the news and anticipated a question even before she asked,
“How exactly do you know her..?”
He said the truth, seeking a lie would be too much to bear the guilt.
“Okay, Let’s help to catch them.” She said.
An impulse sparked at his spinal as ‘Okay’ in her voice was terrifying.
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