Chapter 46: It Wasn’t A Dream
Chantelle's mind was filled with questions. She even wondered if she was dreaming.
It had to be a dream. How else could Daniel, the man who once wanted her dead, hold her hand so gently and not let go, even in his sleep?
Lost in thought, she drifted back to sleep.
When she woke up again, she was back at Western Hill Villa.
Calvin sat nearby, looking worried. His eyes were bloodshot, and it was clear he hadn't slept all night.
Russell's hair was a mess, and dark circles shadowed his eyes.
Anyone unaware might think something terrible had happened between them last night.
"What's wrong with you two?"
Chantelle sat up, noticing their intense stares.
"When did you get back, Ms. Chantelle?"
"Yeah, boss. What's going on here?"