JODY

He was taking me to his house.

His house was situated in one of the grandest neighborhoods in London. It was a spacious house that looked like a box from the outside.

Marcus stopped in front, came down to open the door for me. I didn’t know what to feel, and even though I could feel anything right now, anger was not one of them. Let’s just listen to whatever he has to say, I said to myself, summoning the spirit of patience in me out.

He ushered me into an ostentatious sitting room and I was just too speechless. The house was built with glasses, white cushions, white...