Modise
Modise prowled his office feeling anger and shame bubble in his stomach souring his mouth.
Fuck…he wanted to scream.
This was not f*****g happening, Modise clenched his jaw as Sam’s words cut him to the heart again as he recalled their conversation.
He shook his head dropping into his chair.
Why did it have to feel this way? Why did it have to hurt so much? Modise asked himself lacking an answer.
His hands shook as he brought them to cover his face.
When he woke up this morning everything had seemed fine. Abby had been there by his side, even though he had looked distant, not saying much – he was there none there less. And Modise had taken comfort in that. He had ignored any nagging feelings that made him think about last night. About Baile, or what happened between t
