(THIRD POV)
Was he wrong?
He shook his head, no. It couldn't be, he laid it all down and even calculated the probability and all of it was on his side. So, where the hell was Brenda and Belinda?
He stretched and looked at the watch, it hasn't passed ten minutes since he found himself chuckling, how silly of him. He didn't have to worry. Yes, he gave her two hours, and yes, he was sure that she would come before that.
He needed to calm down, and wait for a little more time.
He opened his bag and stared at the picture of Brenda, it was a recent one and he couldn't help but think how much she looked different. Was it possible? He shook his head when a thought came into his mind.
No, it was not possible.
"Her beauty will never fade and even if it fades, who cares? I want her and I will get her, no matter how she looks like." The man assured himself.
Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock!
