“He said what?” Diya exclaimed in a tone of disbelief.
“He offered to take over eighty per cent, Diya. That was his most generous offer to me for hiding his son from him for over four years.” I answered, watching her pace around my room as if it were her world that had just caught fire.
As soon as I left the restaurant, I called Diya because I felt trapped and couldn’t go home. It was past ten at night, but she answered the call, and when I told her where I was, she came to get me.
I couldn’t even call and tell Daniel anything because I didn’t know where to begin. Daniel usually had a handful of troubles to deal with, and I couldn’t add to them. I knew I’d have to soon, but for now, I needed Diya more.
She brought me home and tried to console me while I sobbed my eyes out. She kept con
