🖤Skin To Skin.🖤

Chapter THIRTY TWO

(LARONA'S POV)

My eyes couldn't believe what I saw on television. Watching that building crumble on record to further detail how it blew up and realizing the number of workers that died instantly, it broke my heart to pieces. I was deeply shocked also speechless from viewing this.

Without thinking twice, I immediately grabbed my phone to call Zain.
His phone went straight to voicemail and my worry about him was making me feel uneasy.

"I don't think he was there when it exploded." Masesi tells me as she noticed my worry.  "We're not sure about that Mokgotsi (friend) ." I replied.

Our eyes were still glued on television as we see this mess unfold. No report was published to find out the cause or motive behind this tragedy. Families gathered in broken hearts and sorrow due to what happened.

" I need to see him. I cannot sit here and just watch what is happening." I mentioned while I try to stand up and gather my things before leaving the house. Masesi prevents me from doing that and had said "It's dangerous out there. The best thing to do right now is stay here for safety reasons. I'm hopeful that if anything happens to Zain, someone will reach out as soon as possible."

I sighed while feeling deeply concerned about him. I looked down on my anklet and automatically my tears start falling down. "Ohh no my love, please don't let this get into your head like he's dying. Larona, you need to stay strong for him and have hope for the best. The good news in this tragic story is that the reporters tried to interview him earlier on."

I simply ignored her voice and kept crying. She had sympathy for my current mood and decided to hug me for comfort. My mind couldn't process life without him. My heart was simply yearning to hear his voice so that I can consciously accept that he is truly okay.   Not being able to physically be there for him made me feel hopeless and deeply worried.

When I was feeling slightly better and decided to break my hug with Masesi, I ended up walking to my new room. I sat down on my bedside and took out my phone just to go through my gallery.
There were pictures of us being happy together at his hotel. I glanced at those photos while missing him.

However, as I paid attention to the time frame of the last time I hang out with Zain and the day Dean found out about us. Something seemed off. I couldn't pin point what it was but I had a gut feeling that somewhere between those times, something must have happened which led to Dean finding out about this secret affair.

As I was trying to recall those moments and make sense out of it. My headache starts to become worse together with my pelvic area to feel weird too. Physically, I didn't feel like myself but since well I had medical help from Dean's attack on me, I was simply assuming that the current pain is related from that. Without wasting time, I simply fell asleep in hope that I will feel better when I wake up.

At 22:00 my phone rang and I woke up from such surprise. I quickly answered the call. "Please tell me that you are in one piece." I asked out of worry.
"I'm still okay Princess. How are you doing?" his husky voice gave an assurance.

"I'm worried about you Zain. What is going on? I saw everything on TV. I genuinely thought the worse when I couldn't see your body anywhere on TV." I said. "I was fortunate that I had a business meeting elsewhere. The unfortunate part is losing so many workers." he sadly pointed out through the phone call.  "Yeah, my heart feels for the families who've lost their loved ones. Do you have any leads as to finding out where the bombs come from and who's behind this? " I softly asked.

Zain clears his throat before giving me a response which made me feel a bit worried in the possible response he would say over this call.

"I want to tell you something in person but we'll probably talk about it soon. I do have information but for now I just want to focus on giving support to the victims' families with funeral arrangements and so forth."

I felt a bit relieved from hearing his reply and I immediately understood where he came from. He then wishes me a goodnight sleep which made me feel better knowing that he is okay. Eventually the phone call ended then suddenly my urge to go to the toilet kicked in.

After the bathroom use. My phone received a notification. It was a message from an unknown number.
I nervously opened the text message and it read as follows.

*** You can run but you can't hide from me. ***

I silently panicked in recognition of who sent me this text.  Next thing, another notification came through my phone. This time it was an image of my house burning.

I loudly screamed which made sleepy Masesi to run to my room this late night.  "Larona what's wrong?" she immediately approaches me.  I couldn't speak properly because of my loud weeping but I've managed to show her the photo.

My friend was completely shocked to see how my house was in flames and she cuddles me for emotional support.

"All of my things are burnt. Masesi. THAT SON OF A BITCH BURNT MY HOUSE!!!" I exclaimed in pain as tears continues to stream down my face.  My best friend was quiet and didn't know what else to say but simply be there for me.

My heart felt so heavy with pain in realization what Dean had done. Physically I was weak and struggled to breath properly. Masesi goes into my bathroom to pour water in a cup for myself to take a sip. Everything in my life felt like a nightmare that has no end. My beautiful home was burnt to the ground from a man's anger. That thought broke the fighting spirit of my womanhood.