195. Stuttering Denny

Denny and Don Carlo cleared their throats as they gathered themselves again from embarrassment. They sheepishly smiled at Angela, peeking behind the lady if Aleah also saw what just happened.

"Hi, honey…" Denny blurted out as soon as his eyes caught the sight of the woman he had been longing to see.

The feeling of embarrassment from what just happened was long forgotten, along with the feeling of anxiety he was drowning with, ever since he could not reach her over the calls he had made. The familiarity to call her "honey" as usual, prevailed, and as if nothing weird ever happened within the hours they have been apart, Denny felt home even from just the sight of Aleah.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Denny worriedly asked as he noticed Aleah's face had ashen. His steps became quick and in a flash, he was next to Aleah's side. "Where do you feel hurt?" He asked so worriedly.

Aleah was lost for words to say. She looked past Denny, and her eyes searched for Angela.

"It's okay, sweetie, calm do