205 THE SYNDICATE

Myriads of strange occurrences have been in their lives lately, and strange things keep unfolding each day. Isa closed her eyes every day, anticipating what drama the next day had to bring, but she was tired of everything already. She now wanted peace in raising her child and enjoying her family. The breeze that morning was cold, and the sky looked promising. She twisted and turned on her bed nervously, stretching so hard that her bones cracked. She opened her eyes and saw Luke sitting at the dressing table, fiddling with a piece of paper. "What are you holding?" She asked, yawning wildly like a sleepy fox. "Oh, you've woken up. Good morning, sunshine; the sun is finally up!" he gesticulated, got up from his seat, and came closer to the bedstand. "Oh, Luke, you need to stop joking and be serious. What were you reading? I don't want to believe you're writing a love letter this early in the morning." She quipped, sitting up in bed and stretching her arms further. She reached for his