CHAPTER FORTY
It was almost seven in the morning when we walked back into the house. Everyone except Devon was surprisingly already awake with my mother serving coffee to everyone. All of them looked up, a look of relief instantly sweeping on my mother’s face.
“Where have you two been? We were worried,” She said.
“Thanks for the concern mum but you know that Andrew would never let any harm come to me,” I smiled rather sardonically.
“Yeah. We just needed to get some fresh air, clear our minds a little and think. This…has just been too much to handle. I mean no one can even begin to understand what it’s like to have a child who almost died on you once to be kidn*pped,” Andrew added, his arms going around my waist as he guided me to the couch.
“So how was your night?” I ques
