"Cindy. I need to talk to Cindy," I said suddenly, wiping the tears off my face as I pulled out of the hug.
"Okay. I will come with you," Laila offered.
"Thank you," I appreciated her help since I was not in the right frame of mind.
Laila stood up with me and we made our way out of the room.
"Lily," I heard my name being called. I turned back and it was Mia.
"I am sure he will be alright. Don't fret," Mia assured me as she place her hand on my shoulder.
I nodded at her and left the room with Laila.
"What's the address?" Laila asked me as she stopped a cab.
"Deluxe hotel," I answered.
"She is staying at a hotel?" She asked, surprised.
Does she live under a rock? Didn't she hear the broadcast from the weekend?
When we got to the hotel, I knocked on her door since it was locked.
