Chapter 137 Book 4: Eleven

• The sound resounded through the whole house. Sasha stared at Michael in shock with her palm stinging from the slap. It took only a second for her to recall what he said and what pushed her into slapping him. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, “I’m…I’m really sorry, your words it…Michael, I…” her vision was already clouded with tears, “I’m trying my best to be a good mother and you just…” she sniffled as the tears came pouring down. “I will never abandon the kids in school, never, not for any reason. I did not meet up with Craig; if you really doubt me you can call your mother and confirm if I really called her this afternoon. Also I…” she sniffled, wiping away the tears, “I was with the girls this evening. You can investigate if you want, we were in the restaurant across the office, we all lost track of time and we all rushed home to make dinner. I will never leave the children in school, I have never done it before and I never will,” she started sobbing. “I’m really sorry for slapping you, I…I didn’t mean to, it…it just happened.”
• “I went into the school to pick the kids and coming back to the car, I saw that picture stuck on the wiper. And the time showed this evening, do you know how I felt seeing that?” He whispered. “Do you have any idea the different scenarios that flashed through my mind?”
• “It was not this evening; I swear to you, it was in the afternoon. By Two to be precise, and I called your mother at that time, you can ask her. Also, I was getting up from my seat when that picture was taking, I didn’t stay a second with him after confirming from your mom that she was not coming. I’m telling you the truth Michael, please, just…believe me. Something is going on, someone is messing with us.”