Anthony entered the room with worry plastered all over his face. His expression turned sour when he saw Caleb present inside the room already. He knew Caleb was going to be here. He is stuck to Rosalyn's hip. But Anthony hoped he would not run into him. Whenever they are in the same place, fights are bound to break out. He hoped for the sake of Rosalyn there would be no drama today.
Anthony and Caleb came face to face with each other, and the air was immediately thick with tension. They stared at each other with hostility, their eyes like two flints about to spark.
There was burning hate in their eyes directed at each other. If looks could kill they would have killed themselves for sure.
Rosalyn looked at both of them wondering how is going to break the ice first.
Caleb spoke out first with dark clouds hovering in his eyes.
"What are you doing here?" Caleb asked, his voice cold.
"I came to see Rosalyn," Anthony replied, his expression unreadable.