NALEDI’S POV

I refused to believe it. 

It’s been days since I was visited by Korah or Marcus. 

My maid must have been changed because different people came each day with my food, none bothered to engage me, speak to me or even care if I ate the food. 

When they came the next day and saw the stale meal from the previous day, they picked it up like it was nothing, placed a fresh set before me and headed on out like a robot. 

I’ve spent the last few days of my life in wonder, uncertainty and doubt. I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t forget the words of Marcus....