The tension in the room was so thick that a knife could slice through it, as everyone was left to his or her thoughts. By the side of the room, was Melvina; and she felt a little bad that she had to lie to her mate, but then finally concluded that it was necessary; that it was better this way, knowing that she would still tell him of everything later.

On another side was Derek. And as he laid a strong stare on his cousin, he wondered why she would forge that kind of lie.

'Was there no other lie, other than a one that would bring enemity between her...