With all Honesty

With all honesty, Mark was quite intrigued of what his beloved other half unraveled. He didn’t knew that Gilt were affectionate to someone. Mark knew Gilt is not someone that can be easily to be dissuaded from his commitment as misogamist. Those 70 years had been quite eventful on him.

If the circumstances were quite different, he would love to hear about Kate, but above everything, he must look into something first.

Mark ventured his way through the borough in the plaza. Then came to halt when he found the street. His foot set on the very first dry leave when he turn left wherein the trees of fuchsia stretched far on the side road.

From where he stood, Mark can hear several feet away from him whispers. It had noted in his ears the name of Kate. It could’ve help him to track down her house if he caught that word. He felt his face twisted in regret.

Mark only could do is to walk down the road in hope to find wherever she is.

She never felt feverish than before.