#Chapter73
WRITER'S POV
All heads turned towards Avatia, with either wide eyes or opened mouths.
/"Why is no one talking? Who is the man?/" Avatia inquired again. But was greeted with silence again. /"And why is he coming to take me?/"
Grace sobbed quietly. /"It’s no one honey./"
Hearing that answer, Draya's head snapped towards Grace. Why was the elderly woman hell bent on keeping the truth from her own daughter? Wouldn't it be better if Avatia just knew the truth?
Well, Avatia could tell it was a lie. /"It can't be no one. I need to know who this man is./" She turned to Draya. /"You said you're my best friend and would always tell me the truth, right?/"
Draya looked away in guilt, her eyes tearing up. She nodded.
