Chapter 17

Agatha walked to the living room and stumbled upon the cushion lying the floor. She scrunched her eyebrows and looked around and found a few decorative pillows scattered around the place. It is as if the gravity works as her son moves in the house. No matter how many times the house maid helps with the cleaning they keep landing on the floor. She looked around and paused her gaze on her son who still stood where Oliver had left him while his eyes slowly began to well with tears. 

"I thought I heard Oliver's voice some moments ago?" his mother asked. 

Vukan startled by her sudden presence and bit back his sob. He blinked his eyes many times to clear his vision. "He just left". He tried to sound normal but failed miserably. 

"Oh, okay", Agatha said before heading off to her room to have a shower and change.