Chapter 048: Meeting the Ex-Husband Again

It was a Sunday morning, and Dante woke up from sleep quite early, which was weird because he had slept late the previous night. He sat up on the bed with his legs half-folded and his eyelids blinking repeatedly as they tried to adjust to the bright light of the central halogen bulb hanging over the room.

He rubbed one of his palms over his face and lifted his head slightly upwards to check the time; it was exactly 6:30 a.m.

He shook his head and pulled the duvet he had wrapped himself into one side, then he started to shift measuredly from the center of the bed until he got to the edge of the bed.

"Gosh." He whispered as he recollected the last set of thoughts he ruminated on the previous night before his mind finally yielded to the call of sleep; every single one of them was about Lyra.

His mind has been restless since yesterday evening after the unexpected discovery he made at his office.

The stab of shock that had left his face broken into many puzzled pieces after Marcus