NEXT MOVE

“I said, let go of me! There's absolutely nothing wrong with me! I can swear to you that that woman is truly Lila.” Cynthia cried out, trying to break free from the maid's grip as they awaited the coming of the ambulance. Grey stood and glared at her dangerously.

“Tell me, Cynthia. What more do I need to know before you finally get locked up in the psychiatric hospital?” He asked with a cold and resolute tone. Hoping for an answer from the crazy woman, all he could get was an intense stare into his eyes.

“Sir, the ambulance is here,” one of the maids ran to inform...