Kyson, think about this carefully.
If you continue to be stubborn, know that Im on Dulcies side this time.
and then his at a loss for words.
Kyson started, dropped gaze, You need to talk to Dulcie yourself.
Nothing is beyond fixing if you just talk it out.
Kyson nodded.
Okay, I understand. Alright, Im off then.
With a silent sigh, Sally turned without another word and left the office.
Kysons mind was in turmoil, and his heart raced, refusing to settle.
Work had become an impossible task for him to focus on.
He lit yet another cigarette; the white smoke curled from his fingers, mirroring the chaos of his thoughts.
What was the solution? The mornings argument had left his relationship with Dulcie taut, and it seemed that a simple apology wouldnt mend the strain.
Dulcie had departed from the company.
Even though she could have gone back to the Shaw family home, they were now sleeping in separate rooms, barely crossing paths.
Women often appreciated thoughtful little presents.
Maybe a small gift could pave the way for a private conversation.
With this idea in mind, Kyson pulled out his phone.
As he was about to turn on the screen, an unexpected video call flashed up.
It was Gwen.
Surprised but recovering quickly, Kyson answered the call.
Gwens face filled the screen, her smile bright and seemingly innocent, and her resemblance to Lucinda was striking. Kyson gently lowered his gaze, his blue eyes fixed intently on Gwens image on the screen.
Kyson, its been a while.
How have you been? Shaking off his reverie, Kyson replied with a calm, Doing fine.
Im just wrapping up some cooking.
Ill be done in a sec.
Gwen set her phone down, angling it to frame her upper body.
In a light green dress with a white apron around her waist, she had her hair swept up in a high ponytail.