Even if I was a mafia Lord, I was still a human with blood running through my veins. The image wasn't blurry anymore, with each step the image take, the more clearer it seems.

The image was just my imagination, nothing more. I woke up the next day to see my wrists being bandaged. That I'm alive is a grace and great testimony. Brandon must have treats me when I bleed close to five hours yesterday.

A hot bath already awaits me immediately I wake up from my state. Now after shower, I know well cooked pepper sauce catfish will be steamy on the plate at the dinning. I will...