The nights I had spent with Jordan wasn't easy. Lots of traumatic experiences.

I can't explain how I felt. All the wounds and scars over my body.

I looked like a living corpse.

Jordan had been so heartless.

He cared less about feeding use anymore.

I hoped to be tried better as I spent the week with him but it wasn't the case. All I had more was the opportunity to bath with clean water.

And I was really grateful at that moment

Foodstuff was getting smaller and Jordan couldn't go back to town yet.

He waited for my disappearance news to get fade, at least 5months before he could...