chapter 149

THEO'S POV

I opened the door quietly and tiptoed inside. I had returned late from work; as usual and I did not want to wake her up.

I know she would be very disappointed but I'll try my best to make it up her tomorrow. I sighed and made my way back to my room.

It's been five years. five whole years since Cheryl died. So they said. But I couldn't understand why I found it hard to believe. Even after Victor showed me proof. He showed me images of her ...