CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

He had no reason why he couldn't get his eyes off her, as she was holding the trug with both hands. Her nervous face made her look like a clown, she was beautiful though with that look, yet he shouldn't admire her due to the fact that she was going to be transformed fully.

"Don't worry about the pyjamas, I would drop them off as soon as I can" she muttered scowling at him while marching out. Brian drew the curtains and scoffed, he had let his guard down. His phone beamed as Jimmy's message popped up on the screen.

"He's up to something, just figured out now". Brian quickly wore a shirt and dashed out of the house. He was heading home this time around, not minding what awaits him over there. Once he dropped from the car, he paced for a room, there he saw his mother sitting close to his father. He sighed as his sad eyes gazed at his mother, whose face looked frighten.