Cliff walked out of the bank, withdrawn to himself. He went back to the studio, and continued working, lost in his thoughts. When the dress was completed by Friday, he ordered for it to be delivered to her hotel the next morning. He still carried the weight of the news on himself. When Sasha asked what was wrong that night, he explained everything to her. She advised him to go see Truce after the wedding, so they could talk about it. He didn't reply her, he didn't say anything in fact.0 words
The next morning by 07:00 am, Anna woke up to the sound of her phone ringing. She sat on the bed, stretched before she picked it from the bedside drawer. It was Mister Truce calling, she smiled.
"Hi, good morning," her voice groggy from sleep.
