Lita was still lost in thought imagining scenerio of the party.
The first scene she imagined was one of Zeke's harem spilling a drink on her out of jealousy.
The second scene included Mrs Graves calling a guard to escort her out of the ball.
With every scene she imagined her fist tightened.
She gulped.
Fear.
Fear was evident in her eyes.
*Honk honk*
"Move lady!" A fat bus driver shouted.
That when Lita realized.
She had been walking on the road for a minute now.
Reality started to set in on her slowly—
"I need a break" Lita said to herself sighing heavily.
One place came to her mind.
The orphanage.
Her safe zone.
The orphanage was a comfort zone for her like a place where all her worries comes to die.
She got to the entrance of the orphanage.
Her fingers suddenly twitched.
Her breath became heavy.
Her atmosphere suddenly shifted.
She smiled.
A forced smile.
Not bright.
Just empty.
Taking a moment to prepare herself she finally opened the door.
"We missed you" the kids jumped and smiled.
"I missed you all too" Lita replied returning the bright smile.
This time not forced but full of joy.
*Beep beep*
Her phone beeped in her bag.
It was her best friend.
"Where are you" the text read.
"I'm at the orphanage" Lita replied the message before walking up to a lady that looked in her 40's.
Not too young.
Not old either.
"Mrs James!" Lita shouted from where she was waving to the lady.
"Oh Lita, how are you?" The woman asked waving back at Lita who was already getting closer to her.
"Fine" Lita hesitated....."I..I want to talk to you" she finished this time with a serious tone.
"Married?" Her godmother Mrs James exclaimed.
"Yes" Lita answered.
Somewhere in the city.
Zeke sat looking as uninterested as he was expected to look as he sat a King like throne.
The throne didn't hold a lot of designs or accessories.
But the little that was there screamed wealth.
Zeke sat legs crossed.
Head on his knuckles.
His eyes.
Were unreadable.
Cold-blooded.
Dominant.
Screaming run for your life.
The chamber door suddenly opened.
Another cold blooded presence came in.
Cole.
He walked straight to Zeke—right hand in his pocket.
His free hand brushed his hair.
Zeke didn't look interested in the devil that walked in.
But his eyes became darker.
"Lita" Cole suddenly stated...."You're not actually serious with her" a sudden pause,it wasn't long but it was dominant "Are you?" Cole finished.
Zeke didn't reply he just stared.
Studied.
There it was again.
That silence.
Deafening silence.
This time longer.
"You're not in the position to question me....Cole" Zeke answered breaking the silence.
Cole came closer pouring himself a drink from the wine Zeke twirled in his glass cup.
He took a sip before staring at the glass cup.
"She won't last long" Cole abruptly stated.
Gulping the wine.
He turned exiting the chamber.