The evening continues, with the guests mingling and celebrating, occasionally glancing at the television screen incase of any updates on Mrs Malik.
Robin and Ramsey maintain their gracious host persona, but the strain is evident in the tightness of their smiles and the occasional, fleeting glances they exchange.
The celebration id literally its peak but just then the doors to the large room swung open, and a hush fell over the crowd.
Malik, clad in a dark suit, strides in, a wrapped gift in hand.
His expression was strained, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes as he scans the room.
His eyes clear when he catches sight of them and the man immediately makes a beeline for them.
Robin's mouth goes dry, and she instinctively leaned into Ramsey, her heart racing.
