Chapter 12: His Turn
Leander’s heartbeat started to race as he neared his mother’s room. He fixed his suit and only then he noticed that he was not wearing his collar chain. His mother loved it when he wears collar chains. His favorite was the lion face ones that his mother gifted. He made it a habit to wear it whenever he visits his grandfather. He always greets his mother after talking to his grandfather.
But today, he forgot. He didn’t have time to get ready because...he was sitting on his bed staring at that woman.
A sigh escaped his mouth.
"That woman..." he mumbled.
He checked his neck if he was wearing the gold chain his father gifted him. He was not wearing that either. He had forgotten his rings too. It’s funny that he is not in the mood for wearing jewelry these past few days.
Well, the past couple of days, to be precise.
He took in a deep breath and knocked on the door of his mother’s room. He listened for his mother’s permission to enter.
"Have you found her?"
A slight frown formed on Leander’s forehead as he heard his brother’s restless voice. He opened the door and stepped in.
His mother was sitting on the foot of her bed and Evander was lying on her lap just wearing a purple silk robe. He lifted his head up out of impatience to look at Leander. Viola patted her eldest son’s head and ran her fingers through his hair.
That calmed Evander considerably. Like a little boy, he hugged her leg and rested on her lap more comfortably. Leander walked to his mother to kiss and greet her.
"Have you found her?" Viola asked.