"Hayle?" The soft voice jolted Hayle awake, and she instinctively looked for the source of the voice she desperately wanted to meet.
But when her eyes caught the figure now drawing back the curtains of her room, Hayle realized it wasn't her husband.
"Oh? Did I wake you? Sorry..." Jacob walked back toward Hayle. "I felt your room was too stuffy. You didn't even turn on the AC. How can you breathe in a room like this?" Jacob approached Hayle, who looked quite disheveled this morning. However, Jacob had seen Hayle in worse condition before.
Hayle’s eyes searched for something before settling back on her friend sitting at the edge of her bed. “Did Roberto tell you anything?” Hayle asked, hoping.
Yes! It’s possible that Roberto hasn’t said anything to her. But to Jacob, he might have been m
