Irene's words resonated with Grace. She got up to take the phone that she had left on the couch. Her hesitant fingers stopped when she clicked on Xavier's contact.
Irene stood up, quietly watching her struggle to dial Xavier's number. Knowing she did not have to push Grace more, she headed to the kitchen to get some coffee for Grace. Coffee lifted Grace's mood seven out of ten times. Irene thought of putting in efforts to make her feel better until she was talking to Xavier.
Pressing her palms on the kitchen slab, Irene had a momentary breakdown. It was awfully unsettling for her to accept that so much was happening around her which went unnoticed by her.
'What about Ayden? Did he know - No, he couldn't.' She dropped that doubt with the speed of lightning. Things would not have been so calm had Ayden been aware of the whole drugs fiasco.
'Dammit!' She kicked the bottom of the kitchen countertop.
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