#Chapter Thirty-Four
Serene's mind was going off like alarm bells as she hid behind the stairwell. She was looking at Frank's door, and she wanted to see if she was going to catch him with his lover. She waited and waited until hours passed. She left her position after almost half a day of squatting there and retreated to her bedroom to sleep.
She spent the next few days doing the exact same thing, seated near the stairwell, staring at Frank's comings and goings, hell bent on catching him in the act. She was close to giving up when it happened. A man left Frank's bedroom, his shoulders rising and falling unevenly. His temples were covered with sweat and Frank was in a similar state. They were clearly in the aftermath of sex. She watched and watched as Frank kissed the man and the man kissed him back. Her heart picked up as Frank said goodbye to him, and the man neared her direction, and she caught a good look of his face.
It was Lachlan.