Stupid Wish.

Gloom and tension hung in the air, even though it was still the early hours of the morning in the villa. Ruthlyn was the most worried of them all as she paced the living room restlessly, while Raymond and Enoch sat down side by side on the couch. One would be able to tell how tense they were from their sitting posture.

"When is he expected to be back?" Enoch broke the piercing silence, his voice slightly shaking from fear.

"He said this morning," Ruthlyn replied. Turning to face Raymond, she asked, "Any idea what we can do to put him in a good mood before I tell him? So he won't be that angry."

"You think any sort of good news will appease him in the face of the bad news that we have?" Raymond sighed, raking his hand through his hair frustratedly.

"Then...what do you think he will do when he hears this?" Ruthlyn asked again.