Carson is back

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“Where are you?” Annabel asked, standing up to pick her bag quickly.

“At the airport, duh. Where else would I be?” He chuckled and her face lit up with smiles.

“Stay right where you are. I'm coming to pick you up.” She ended the call.

“Where are you going?” Roland asked when she attempted to leave.

“A friend of mine just returned to this country. I need to see him!” She exclaimed.

“Him?” Roland asked.

“Yes. Goodnight, sir.” She smiled and skipped out of the house, leaving Roland wondering who that person is. Why did she smile so brightly on hearing that he had returned?

“Who could this “him” of a guy be?“ He massaged his temple as he thought hard.

With a sigh, he laid back down on the table, flashing back to the kiss he had with her a few minutes ago. A smile found its way to his lips but the smile faded the moment he realized that she just went to meet a guy.

He quickly sat up. “Should I follow her? No, that'd be too weird,” He massaged his temple. “Should I stalk her then?” He s