After the whole party, Muriel and I came back, at all times during the party he made sure I never flee from his eyes, he watched me like a hawk.

He sends me to the same room, it can now be called my bedroom right.

I walked in and found gift bags on the table.

Muriel walks in with me.

He picks up a dress and said since I had nothing to wear, it was his duty to get some things for me.

This can't be called some, my room was packed with lots of shopping bags, from clothes, shoes and least I forget, toothbrushes and makeup kit.

Muriel turns to the door.

He was just about to leave when I asked him why he was doing this? 

He moved a little and said it wasn't a topic he would be diving into today, that another day he would give me an answer.

I had another question to ask but had to watch him leave. I picked a few of the dresses and it fits so perfectly, how the hell did he know my size? 

It's strange to think but I'm curious, who is Muriel and what does he want from me? 

The next morning, I ran downstairs and crashed into Muriel who was just coming back from jogging.

He grabbed my waist on time before I landed on the bed.

We looked at each other's eyes, lost in them.

We eventually pulled away and he asked where I was headed in a rush.

He gave me a strange look thinking I was about to make a run again.

Immediately, I canceled such thoughts from his head and swore I was going into the kitchen thankfully we were facing it

He rides past and I walked in gasping for air. 

I met someone inside the kitchen, he looked so familiar.

He gets up to leave, I ran ahead and blocked him.

"I'm sorry, ma'am do you need anything?"

He pulls away.

"Yeah, but I'm wondering, do we know each other?"...

I interrogated.

He nods against it and swore we haven't met.

He takes his leave after I pulled away.

Why do I feel like I've seen him before?

I walked out of the kitchen and Muriel hurriedly walked past me.

He takes out his car keys and passed them to the same person I had seen in the kitchen.

He called him, Stan.

Stan takes charge of the keys and they both left together.

I wonder where?

The same day, I was inside my bedroom when I heard the car engine stop.

I heard Stan calling for help, at first I didn't want to come but I was compelled to when I heard that Muriel had been shot.

I got out and he walks past carried to his room.

I had no clue what was happening and ran after them.

Stan finds me coming and asked me to go back and wait.

I waited outside Muriel's room, the doctor walks in with Stan and was in there for a long time.

I thought that Muriel would be sent to the hospital, however, he comes out with Stan.

They both talked and I got to know that his boss would be fine.

Stan walks with him to the door and before he comes back in, I rushed into Muriel's room and found him sleeping on the bed.

He looked so calm and innocent.

There was no one in tht room and so I walked to his bed and sat beside him.

I saw he was bandaged around his stomach and bruises on his face.

There were still blood marks on them and so I tore a piece of my clothes to clean it, but he woke up and held back my hands.

Muriel opened his eyes. I jumped up from the bed holding my hands.

"What have you been doing?"

He says.

"I think you mean what are you doing?"

I replied.

He pulled up a little on the bed and pulled out a gun underneath his pillow.

He points it at me and I froze staring back at him.

Stan comes into the room to find me stuck in a huge problem.

He pulled me back and apologized to Muriel on my behalf.

Muriel asked him not to interfere, he tries to fix the gun directly at me again but somehow got fed up and angrily tossed it and asked me to be taken away.

Stan and I got to my bedroom and he shouted at me.

I looked perplexed unable to say a word.

He finally understood and apologized for his behavior.

He tries to take his leave, immediately it felt I had reality struck on me and I remember that day during the accident, he the one that carried me out of the car 

I grabbed his wrist and dragged him back to my gaze.

He slaps my hands and aggressively asked what happened.

I took a step forward and looked directly into his eyes, he gets a little uncomfortable and lowered his gaze.

"Tell me something, Stan,".

I said, "what happened that day I was carried here, you saved me from the accident right?".

I added.

Stan didn't say a word, but after much persuasion, he shook his head and admitted to me that he had saved me that very day.

I let out a deep breath.

If Stan can admit doing, maybe I might get to find the truth.

I was just about to ask what the deal was with his boss, unfortunately, he gets a call and dashed off in a hurry to Muriel's bedroom.

I didn't know if I should follow him and demand the truth but seeing how I almost got shut by Muriel, I went straight into my bedroom and had the doors locked.

I have to know the truth? 

No matter the cost.

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