“The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is the fear of the unknown.”
H.P Lovecraft
Anastasia’s POV
“Bambito, you’re still here?” My mum asked as she felt my presence in the living room.
“Yes mama,” I replied.
“You’re not going to work today?” She asked.
“Oh I couldn’t tell you last night because you were asleep when I got home, my manager approved my permanent night shift yesterday.” I explained.
“Oh I didn’t know,” she said,
“Yes, so I’ll start fully tonight and I’ll be home in the morning.” I told her.
She sighs deeply before talking. “Just be careful please, you’re all I have in this world, I want anything to happen to you,” she said in a teary voice.
“I know mummy, I’ll be fine, don't worry about me too much, I promise.”
