HANNI POV

I felt stuck on the chair, for I couldn’t move. My mind got blank and for a second, I wished I was in the chambers on the gigantic bed…maybe reading a book.

Hell! I wish I was back home with my best friend, Josh—lying on the beach sand and looking up at the sky….how I have missed these moments.

I wiped the tear forming in my eyes hurriedly and looked up at Alfred who was also affected by the cry of death seeping through the door, to see him seated beside me with his head thrown backwards in silent agony, with his fist clenched tight on the arm...