About an hour back,
Mariam had gone to talk to Chris and Stephanie after they apprehended her in front of the hospital.
She wasn't okay seeing Stephanie, not after everything but Stephanie was looking rather. Apologetic.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" She asked, staring at the two who refused to open their mouths after about ten minutes had passed with them staring at her. "I don't believe the words are written on your faces."
"Mine aren't, but this precious niece of mine is." Chris said and Mariam frowned. What was that supposed to mean? "So, I'll go first."
He adjusted on his chair and then cleared his throat,
"I need your help, Miss Mariam." He said.
"In what, exactly?" She asked.
"To convince your sister-in-law, my dear niece, to come back with me." As soon as Mariam heard this, her eyebrows furrowed greatly and she said,
