Lucy

“No, you must be mistaken.” I stood against the protest of my body. I was really weak. And the trembling state of my body could not be helped. I was at loss for words.

“I’m not lying. It’s him.” The doctor insisted. He turned as much as his tied body would allow him to see if Armando still wanted to chop off his ears.

“I knew that bastard was never up to any good.” Armando spoke with venom, as he slowly stepped away from the doctor a bit.

“B-but w-why? Why would he do that?” My gaze met Armando’s. Then to the doctor. “Tell me why.”

“He didn’t tell...