Edde stood at the balcony countlessly peeping down to see when Elizabeth would try sneaking in or maybe sight the car that would drop her off; he worriedly checked his wristwatch for the tenth time as he groaned loudly. He had tried calling her severally, but it kept directing to voicemail!

"It's already 7 o'clock, and that slut isn't back! What is she still doing out there by this time!" He yelled between gnitched teeth, holding tight on the protector like he would pull it off.

He walked back to the room and grabbed his suit jacket, which he had worn out to work; he grabbed his car keys and...