Aaron has been looking at the printed image from earlier.
" We have to put this in a frame," he told Mina
Naarah choked on her food, and she looked at her cousin with a dumbfounded expression.
" Frame?" Naarah asked
"Isn't that too much, Aaron?" Mina asked
She gets it that this is their first baby, but making a frame?
Aaron got up to make a call.
" I know my cousin is insane, but it is romantic, and I can't wait to have it in a frame."
" I thought you opposed that idea?"
" Girl, I can't let my cousin know in siding with him."
Late that evening, the frame of baby came. Arron hung it on top of the bed.
" You are being dramatic."
"I'm no-"
Aaron paused when he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He frowned when he saw the number. He recognised it, but where?
" Hello? Amanda?" he said with a confused tone.
He looked at Mina before he left the room.
" Amanda?" Mina murmured to herself.
Her heart twisted in pain when Aaron left the room to talk to that person.
Who was she? She felt uneasy.
Aaron came rushing into her room. He had a panicked look on his face. He threw whatever was in the closet into his suitcase.
" Get the jet ready, I'm leaving France at this moment."
" Aaron?" Mina called to him.
" Not now, Mina, I have to go."
Aaron said, dragging his suitcase out.
Naarah watched her cousin leave in a hurry. She turned her gaze towards Mina for an explanation, but she had a confused look as well.