Vincent left soon in the morning after we had the breakfast he prepared for us. I was getting ready for the work when my doorbell rung. Buttoning up my shirt quickly, I opener the door to find no one there. I peeked out of the door but no one was there outside.
Shrugging my shoulders, I closed the door only for the doorbell to ring again. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door again but still no one was there outside.
Anger started bubbling inside me as I reached to slam my door but suddenly something caught my eyes. An envelope. An envelope with red stains on it. Fear caged my chest as my breathing started to get erratic and raged. With shaky fingers, I reached for the envelope.
The red stain smelt like blood and I felt nauseous. Swallowing the bile rising in my throat, I opened the
