One Hundred And Nineteen

Zyrielle's POV.

Although a few days had passed yet I couldn't shake off the nagging feeling in my head that I hadn't seen the end of Lucas. He was going to do something one way or the other. I still walked in fear hoping that he was just bluffing and there weren't any nudes on the internet waiting to be released.

These thoughts ate deeply into my subconscious and gradually I was beginning to lose my patience. Brenda noticed this because she handled all my meetings with ease and told me to get some rest. It was easier said than done, especially with everything that was going on.

A knock drew me out of my thoughts, making me look up. Brenda walked in with a smile on her face. "You have a visitor. Cheryl." She spoke.

I wasn't in the mood to discuss with Cheryl despite expecting her after all this while. I knew she was going to come up with something more like an accusation but I wasn't ready to dive into that.

I nodded anyway. Putting our meeting off was not going to solve the probl