Chapter Twenty Six

Connor stood still as he watched Nancy walk out of his room as fast as her legs could carry her. He felt a pang in his chest the moment she slammed the door, but he didn't move an inch from where he stood for a few minutes as he kept on wondering what went wrong.

He was brought out of his thoughts by his ringtone. Connor sighed, then headed over to his bed where he placed his phone earlier.

As much as he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, he still wanted to know who it was.

He rolled his eyes in exhaustion when he picked up his phone and saw that it was Diane calling.

He reluctantly picked up.

"Hey babe," Her cheerful voice came through.

"Hi."

"Is anything the matter? You sound disturbed.

"I'm fine, why did you call?"

"Oh, I just wanted to thank you for the gifts. They are so beautiful! I love them so much. Thank you."

Connor frowned, "The flowers? Cynthia brought them already?"

"Yes, the flowers are so beautiful. But I'm not just talking about the flowers. The other gifts too. The