Chapter 8: No love
"Collin," Patricia called out softly, trying to get his attention, but it wasn’t working. She couldn’t blame him for his reaction as anyone in his position would respond the same way, if not worse. She only hoped he would give her a chance to explain.
Just then, Kay appeared and leaned in to whisper something into Roman’s ear, prompting him to drop his gaze from Patricia.
Kay stepped forward and said, "Your friend is outside, Miss Patricia. She won’t stop screaming unless you come out."
Patricia’s eyes widened. Something had to be wrong, Zara would never act that way unless it was serious. And for some reason, Patricia had a sinking feeling it had to do with her family.
She hesitated, glancing at Collin, who still stood with his back to her. It hurt that he wouldn’t even look her way. Leaving without explaining things would only deepen the misunderstanding, but she couldn’t risk further angering the old woman, not when everything had already spiraled out of control.
"Collin, I have to tend to my friend. I will call you as soon as I can and explain everything," she said.
He scoffed and turned to face her. "What other explanation do I need?" He shot back before walking out of the house.
"Collin!!" Patricia called, moving to follow, but Kay stepped in her path and reminded her, "It would be best to attend to your friend first, Miss."
Patricia stopped and sighed heavily, glancing in the direction Collin had gone before finally nodding at Kay and heading out.
Outside the gate, Zara spotted her immediately. "Patricia!!" She called, running toward her with a look of deep concern that made Patricia’s heart race. Things were only getting worse, with no sign of getting better.
"You need to get home now. The old woman knows everything," Zara revealed.