Chapter 98

Jojo could not bring herself to move. Not in the first ten minutes when she stood in the darkness of the night, the wind howling around her, while she asked herself one question over and over again; how did she get here? When had she moved from being a normal girl in the suburbs of Rush pack to pregnant, broke and confused?

Jojo did not speak, she only found a way to move her feet along with the solemn breeze. One step forward, another step forward, the wind carried her feet as she moved along with it. Jojo walked as though the answers to her questions hid somewhere in front of her.

Somewhere behind her, he watched and followed her in silence, keeping himself hidden with the dark wall as his camouflage. Even though he knew that she could not sense him, he did not want to risk being caught. The man had found it impossible to sleep or do anything else knowing that she was far away from him, outside the walls of her home at such an ungodly hour. He made it his point of duty