Yasmin brewed herself a cup of coffee and sat on the sofa with her books after freshening up. She sipped her coffee while going over her notes.
Ding-Dang-Ding-Dang…
Her phone, which she had left charging, began to ring. She set the cup down and went into her room. She initially thought Natasha was calling her. When she saw an unknown number, she grew anxious. Her hand went to her throat as she felt a little nauseous. Ignoring the discomfort, she picked up the phone.
"Hello."
"I am downstairs. Come out quickly. I have got something to tell you."
'Tina,' Yasmin murmured in her head, looking at the number with disbelief. 'Why is she here?' That was the first question that crossed her mind almost immediately.
This woman had already ruined her marriage. What else did she have to say? Yasmin wouldn't meet her, but she couldn't stop herself from leaving the house out of curiosity, as if strong energy was pulling her out.
