CELESTINE's P O V

I was sitting at the patio at six o’clock at night, still waiting for Arnold to come home, but unfortunately Jason told me over the phone that he’s still in the hospital with Leina, and my mind was racing after hearing that news.

I kept glancing down the gate, expecting to see the familiar figure of my husband jogging toward me. My phone burned a hole in my pocket, but I didn’t want to call him. I wanted that it was him who would inform me what’s going on.

The street was illuminated by street lights, and the sound of cars here and there driving by...