I have just started taking my revenge, revenge for spoiling my dreams; I cannot give in so soon.

After sometimes I saw her walking out of her bedroom, she changed her dress; she looked pale. Just in one night, she lost the charm of her face.

She went to the kitchen and started cooking; I heard Mary, “Mam, you go and have a rest; you have a high fever.”

I frowned how she caught a fever. I was about to walk towards the kitchen, losing my senses; at the same time, the girl I spent the night walked downstairs and said, “Good morning, baby.”

I saw my Angel walking out...