Chapter 25

Amara paced around the room, glancing nervously at the bunch of Peonies on the coffee table. She picked one up, twirling it between her fingers, lost in thought.

She whispered. “Why is he sending me flowers now?” She sighed shaking her head. What if they were from someone else? Was she reading deep into things more than she should? She was being paranoid. Deciding to not think about this, she left the flowers in the vase and was about to sit when the house phone started ringing. Amara frowned and picked it up. 

“Hello?”

“Baby?” She heard a slurred voice from the other side. Frowning, she asked. 

“Who is this?” She asked confusedly. 

“She doesn’t even recognise your voice, dude? You sure she’s your wife?” A manly voice chuckled from the other side. Amara’s eyes widened when she realised who it was. Feeling embarrassed, she quickly spoke. 

“Adrian?” The men on the other side chuckled. Amara could hear Adrian’s slurred voice and stumblin