Chapter 2023 Security Camera


    Smiling, Sheryl caressed her children''s heads. It was peaceful like this, with just her family. It seemed


    that the world''s problems were a million miles away from them. However, every peaceful moment had


    to end. Her phone rang, snapping her out of her thoughts.


    With one nce at her phone, she already knew who was calling without having to look at the Caller


    ID. Bringing it close to her ear, she shook her head. "What now, I?"


    "You''re still at home, aren''t you?" I said exasperatedly.


    "I…" I didn''t even let Sheryl finish as she continued, "Get out of there and meet me, or you''ll regret it


    for the rest of your life."


    I usually wasn''t so anxious. Sheryl nced at Shirley and rk, who probably heard what I had


    said, already looking disappointed that their mom would go out. Sighing, she turned back to her phone.


    "Fine, I''ll see youter."


    She looked at her children once she hung up.


    "Mom, are you going out?" Shirley frowned.


    "It''s Aunt I, Sweetie. I think it''s something urgent," Sheryl said apologetically, running her fingers


    down her daughter''s braids. "I should get going, but I''ll be back soon. I promise." Shirley, however,


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    didn''t seem convinced.


    "No! I don''t want you to go, Mom. I want to sleep with you. What if I call Aunt I and ask her to


    change the time? Please, Mom!" Shirley pulled her mother''s arm, begging as she continually jumped


    up and down on the carpet. Her eyes were already glistening from unshed tears.


    At that point, Sheryl didn''t even know what to say, feeling her guilt lodging in her throat.


    "Shirley, stop. It must be an emergency, or else Aunt I wouldn''t be calling Mom at this time. You


    need to stop and be a big girl, okay?" rk said softly, taking over from his mother.


    Sheryl nced at her son, smiling gratefully. It was a good thing that she had a son old enough to


    understand the situation.


    "But I want to stay with Mom. I don''t want her to leave…" However, Shirley didn''t listen to any of them.


    She lowered her head, pillow held close to her body, as she sniffled. Her voice was already thready,


    sounding as if she was about to cry.


    Sheryl rubbed Shirley''s back. "I''m sorry, Sweetie, but you know Aunt I. She must really need my


    help now." She leaned over, just long enough to tuck a stray hair behind Shirley''s ear. "I promise I''ll


    stay at home with you tomorrow. Is that okay?"


    "No." The young girl was adamant.


    "Shirley, do you still remember what our teacher told us?" rk butted in before his sister could throw


    another fit.


    Sheryl shot him a grateful look when he did so. Shirley slowly lifted her head to look at her brother.


    There were already tears running down her cheek, but she calmed herself.


    "Yes." Shirley finally nodded, much to Sheryl''s relief.


    "Mom has her own problems to deal with, so we should support her, okay?" He held onto his sister''s


    hand, slowly uttering his words. "Let''s go to the bedroom, yeah? I''m sure Mom will make it up to us


    over the weekend." Slowly standing up, rk kissed his mother on the cheek before assisting Shirley


    to do the same.


    Although still a bit disgruntled, Shirley followed as she stood on tiptoes to kiss her mother on the cheek.


    Saying a soft ''goodbye, '' she headed with rk back to their bedroom.


    When they were a few steps from the bedroom, rk turned his head back and smiled when he saw


    the proud look on Sheryl''s face.


    He really had grown up to be more mature than people his age. Sheryl couldn''t help but be reminded of


    Charles, seeing as how her son had inherited most of his traits.


    Both of them were thoughtful and considerate, always putting others ahead of themselves.


    "Good night," Sheryl murmured and left the apartment.


    ''Dark Night, huh?'' Sheryl thought as she nced at the location when she finally arrived.


    The loud music boomed from different ces so that it almost felt like the entire club was shaking.


    People were lounging outside, holding bottles of liquor. Sheryl wrinkled her nose as the tangy odor hit


    her. She cringed as she walked nearer, the sound getting louder and louder.


    Shaking her head with hands covering both her ears, Sheryl walked in.


    ''I''m just going to find I as fast as I can and get the hell out of here, '' Sherylforted herself as she


    pushed through the drunk crowd.


    People around were already swaying their hips to the beat, singing under the shing lights that made


    Sheryl more nauseous than excited. They were probably a few years younger than her, Sheryl noticed,


    and she couldn''t help but look back at the days when she was also their age. ''How nice to be young.''


    Sheryl made her way to the bar, looking at the few customers that crowded the area before finally


    locking in on her friend. I was sitting at the edge, far away from the crowd, and she held close to her


    ss.


    Even from a distance, Sheryl could make out her furrowed eyebrows and soundless sighs as she took


    a sip.


    Quickening her pace, Sheryl walked over there.


    Spotting Sheryl as she neared, I waved her hand before gesturing at the seat beside her.


    "It''s too noisy here," I whispered once the other sat down. "What do you think about going to the


    cafe next door? I''ve got something to tell you."


    I had wanted to talk with Sheryl here, but after noticing her friend being ufortable for a good


    solid ten seconds, she couldn''t help but suggest another ce for them to talk about it.


    "Great, I''m not a fan of bars." Sheryl stood up and walked out of the bar almost immediately after I''s


    question, not even bothering to wait for her reply. Sheryl always hated the loud noise, especially the


    recurrence of PDA at every corner of the room.


    In the café


    Sheryl sat down at the table and ordered a cup of coffee. When they were finally alone and at peace,


    I burst intoughter before saying, "David came to the bar today."


    "David? What was he doing in the bar?" Sheryl asked I, raising her eyebrows as she leaned forward.


    I knew Sheryl would be interested in this, fully aware that Sheryl was also interested in knowing


    what was up with Charles as well, though she didn''t really n on showing it.


    "What''s so funny?" Sheryl snapped, as I couldn''t stop giggling every now and then, failing to see the


    invested look she had on her face just a second ago.


    "I know you still care about Charles, Sher. Don''t try to lie to me," I rolled her eyes, the smile still


    painted on her face. "I swear, Charles is–"


    "Why was David in the bar?" Sheryl interrupted before I could add anything more. Thest thing she


    wanted to hear or talk about was Charles.


    I cleared her throat. "David asked me for the bar''s security footage, so I asked him why he needed


    it, but he just wouldn''t tell me. In the end, I told him to leave."


    "That''s it?" Sheryl waved her hand exasperatedly when she finished. And here she was expecting


    ground breaking news, not something that could lull her to sleep.


    "You don''t get it, do you?" I nudged her arm. "I bet Charles asked him to do that because he still


    cares for you, just like you still care about him. What can I say? You''re both as oblivious as you are


    perfect for each other."


    "You''re drunk, I. Charles wouldn''t do that," Sheryl snorted at the incredulous thought.


    "Who knows?" I shrugged, reeling back. "People can change. Why else would David being in


    for the security footage?" I was confident that she was right.


    Sheryl rolled her eyes and looked out of the window. Maybe she should have stayed at home with the


    kids, instead of listening to this nonsense. She shook her head.