Irene stood with sheer horror plastered over her face, as she held her one palm over her mouth and in her other hand was her mobile phone, in which she looked with her eyes widened and the color of her face drained.
Althea immediately rushed towards Irene, gently touching her face.
“Renee? Are you alright?” she called her sister by the nickname that she usually used to address her. she felt concerned over what Irene may have seen on her mobile phone that may have made her give such a scared reaction.
Monique on the other hand stood in the living room, holding on hand over her waist and another over her forehead, worried about both of her daughters but Althea in particular.
She always thought that she never had to worry about a thing regarding Althea but the news that Althea had just gi
