Sean glanced at the caller ID. It was Stella. He looked deeply at Eli, empathy flashing through his eyes. He said in a low voice, "What did you say? I had a problem with my phone, so I didn't hear what you said."
"I was wondering why you were so quiet. I said, my people have already gone to the President's Mansion. They'll reach at around 8 p.m. Please make the arrangements accordingly and don't let Eli know about it," Stella repeated.
Sean was still looking at Eli. She looked deep in thought, "I see. Alright then. Let's keep in touch later."
He hung up the phone and sat down next to Eli. He held her hand.
Eli withdrew her hand subconsciously, her eyes slightly red.
Whenever she heard Stella's name, met her, or heard her voice, it would remind her of the day her mother died. She couldn't find it in herself to forgive her.
A friend's action would bring more harm than an enemy's.
