Forty nine

SIBANE's POV

I stepped out of the shower, feeling drained, and immediately noticed a text from Sharma. She had rescheduled my meetings to this afternoon. I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes heavy from lack of sleep, and I just couldn't bring myself to care about how I looked. I threw on an oversized t-shirt and headed downstairs.

I found Nkosana by the pool, his figure silhouetted against the soft glow of the morning sun. He was smoking, his eyes fixed on the rustling trees, lost in thought. I stood there for a moment, my emotions swirling. Anger. Guilt. Frustration. I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and walked toward him, trying to steady my shaky hands.