A long day...

The evening was noisy and busy at Peter's mansion. The press people were still not settled though some of them has already left. Bella continued to get tortured by the journalists and press after the cops left. She gazed outside. She could feel the fragrance of the freshly bloomed roses in the garden. The stone paved path infront of the mansion were still shining after yesterday's heavy rain… Today too was a moody day but it did not rain. Bella watched few people retreating through the gate.. There were new cars entering too, but they were not the press vehicle. They looked expensive and different. There were five to six of them gushing through the gate. She suddenly stopped her wandering eyes onto a spot in the gate. There were three figures standing there and their eyes looked as if they were fixed on just one person… They were staring at her… The same men…