The Dark Side Of Fate by Karima Sa'ad Usman novel Chapter 348

~Liam~

The siren's blare rudely shattered a significant moment for me, leaving me grappling with the urge to utter curses. As we reluctantly emerged from the water and hastily dressed, I couldn't help but feel that the interruption had robbed us of what could have been a magical kiss with Josephine. I stole a few glances at her, trying to gauge her feelings, but her face remained stoic, revealing nothing.

I longed to linger in the water with Josephine, as she fit perfectly in my arms, and everything felt right when we were together. Inhaling her scent, I couldn't help but be captivated by her sheer beauty, knowing deep down that she was meant to be mine. The way she responded to me was simply enchanting, reinforcing the belief that we were destined to be together.

Josephine adored the surprise I had prepared for her. I had worried that she might not appreciate the simplicity of a food truck or the location I chose, but it turned out we shared more in common than I had realised.

The experience was both unique and thrilling, and I can't help but hope that we'll get the chance to do it again soon, perhaps even fulfilling what we started.

Being with Josephine promises to be truly wonderful, and after our time in the water, I'm finding it difficult to hold back my feelings, but I intend to give her time.

"What's happening outside?" Josephine inquired, pulling me back to reality as we neared the gate. I decided to approach the guard for answers.

"Excuse me, sir, what's happening out there?" I asked, and he bowed his head respectfully.

"There was an explosion involving a van on Sam Street just around the corner, which resulted in a house catching fire," he explained. Hearing this, I instinctively rushed towards the gate.

"Liam!" Josephine called after me, and I slowed down to wait for her.

"What's wrong?" she asked with concern.

"My grandparents' house is on that street," I replied, and her expression turned to shock.

"Are they in Grizlo?" she inquired, and I wasn't sure, but I knew I had to find out.

I dialed my grandmother's number, patiently waiting for her to answer. She finally answered and the tranquil background noise on her end brought a sense of calm to my mind.

"Grandma, are you in Grizlo?" I inquired.

"No, darling. We're coming tomorrow. We sent the housekeeper ahead to prepare things, so it might seem like we're home. We'll be there tomorrow," she responded. It was evident they were unaware of the situation unfolding.

"Please postpone your trip, grandma. Don't come, at least not yet," I pleaded, and she fell silent.

"Is there something I should know, Liam?" she asked, sensing my concern.

"A car exploded near a house on your street, and the house caught fire. I don't want to jump to conclusions, but I'd rather you and Grandpa stay away until we're certain it's just a coincidence," I explained, and she let out a sigh.

"Okay, darling. I'll let Jake know," she assured me, and we said our goodbyes before ending the call.

Upon hearing my grandmother's assurance, a sense of relief washed over me. Josephine asked, "Are they safe?" I drew her close, wrapping my arms around her, finding comfort in her presence as we continued walking.

"Yes, they're not in Grizlo," I reassured her, knowing she had likely deduced that already.

"Let's head back to the pack house," I suggested, but Josephine suddenly stopped in her tracks. I glanced at her, curious about her sudden pause, and the mischievous glint in her eyes spoke volumes. It was evident she was contemplating doing something adventurous or daring.

"Jo?" I questioned, and she grinned back at me.

"It won't hurt to check the place out," she urged, her eyes pleading with me.

"We might find some clues before any evidence gets erased. Besides, you have every right to be there. Your grandparents live on that street," she reasoned, trying to convince me.

I hesitated, unsure of what had really happened and the seriousness of the situation. The last thing I wanted was to put my loved ones in harm's way.

"I don't think it's wise, Jo," I managed to say, but she shook her head, still smiling, and began stepping away from me. Suddenly, she bolted towards the sound of sirens. I was taken aback, but I wasted no time and followed her, shocked by her boldness and determination.

"What are you doing?" I shouted, but she just laughed in response.

"Hunting for clues. It could be connected to Sophia and our case; every detail matters, Li," she explained, sprinting towards the scene, and it pained me to see her so driven.