Marissa was meeting both women after such a long time. They hadn't changed a bit. Still, that same evilness surrounded them.
"What did you think?" Nina brought her face near her ear, "You'll keep living with my son and we won't come to know?"
All Marissa wanted to do was run away from there.
"R… Raf… Rafael…" She tried to speak the words, but they didn't want to come out of her mouth.
"What? Calling my husband, love?" Valerie trailed her finger on Marissa's bare arm, "he knows about our presence, dear. Don't worry," She leaned towards her other ear, "we won't tell him a thing about kids."
"W…what… d… do …you…" God! Why was she having difficulty in uttering the proper words?
"Rafael knows that those kids are not his," Nina said with a smirk, "and he doesn't have a problem with what we want to do with you and your little mice."
Marissa didn't like it when she called her kids, mice.
