Kristine
The doorbell is ringing which makes me stop cooking.
“I got it, Liza!" I said out loud so, the maid can hear me.
I walked going to the door but before I open it, I looked at the monitor to see who was it and my eyes got bigger when I saw Michael on my doorstep. What the hell is he doing here? Did he come out of the cell already?
Wait.
What is he doing here anyway? And how the hell did he know that I am here?
Doubtful, I opened the door and I walked out to see him standing at the gate. I don't want to take a risk. My children are here and if I let him in just like that he might do something so, I would rather go outside than see my children hurt. I won't let anyone hurt them. I and Michael faced each other and the moment he saw me, he smiled.
“Good to see you, Kristine. Ho
