#WritcoStoryPrompt43
The scandal could ring the death of his career. The naked woman in his bed lay with unseeing eyes staring at him. He stood over her with a knife in his hand and no memory of who she was or why he had killed her...
But then the mistery remains that only time will tell. She wasnt just any woman, she has a family of her own. A working hard husband who only want what is best for his family and a young little girl who is probably waiting patiently to open th door and ran to mommy. A bestfriend I call her. My go to when I'm at my lowest to vent to about life.
My whole inbox from 5 years ago when I meet her is always full every day. Earlier the day we texted good morning and asked to have a catch up lunch later on..
But two nights ago when I meet her at the parking lot of our favourite supermarket, she looked bothered, annoyed and fear... I asked what was going on, if she was ok? She reply a forceful "yes". But then a night ago she texted "secret code" . Secret code is a password that we used if its seriously secretive and confidential for only us to know....
Then I knew I had to meet up with her the very next day. It's almost lunch time 12.30 PM. Our usual spot was the coffee shop just a building away...