[C] In Your Arms

some kind of love

He was there, standing unfazed by the awkward situation. It was like a nightmare to him, a horrifying instance. But he was so unfazed.

"Now don't go in if you just want to intrude!" Brianna shouted.

"No, no, I'm not intruding. I want to stay for a few nights because I'm covering something that happened near here," Don answers, catching his breath.

"What do you mean by something that happened?" Anderson asked.

I overheard it all.

"Nothing."

Nothing? Nothing? Really? I decided to jump into the conversation.

"Are you kidding me, Don? Of course it's no nothing!"

Oh no...what now, Ainsley?

"S-someone died near here," he stammered, obviously distraught.

"What do you mean?" Anderson begins to interrogate Don.

"I...I don't know. A sort of terrorist attack, they say," Don replies with a sad face.

"Don...you should've told us! Man, had we known about this, I could've called my colleagues and go here. Ainsley, please call them," Anderson commands me, and I began to rush upstairs as I had left my phone there.

Meanwhile, Anderson asks Don to rush to the headquarters and tell them of the latest there.

He looked so trembled when he heard it. I rushed to him and hugged him tight.

"I knew you were all I needed here in this very rough time, Ainsley," he whispered.