Dimitri
I think I'm a finished man!
As soon as the thought bloomed in my head, I couldn't but all agree that indeed I was a finished man. Every night, I found myself going to that abandoned cottage in the compound, one I didn't even know existed before she was taken there.
I’d hear her sweet voice resound repeatedly in my head, I'd hear the sound of her soft voice, I'd hear the sound of her whimpering voice, I'd hear the sound of her sarcastic tone, and on very good days, I'd hear her laugh.
I got through every single day anticipating nightfall when I'd be closer to her. I couldn't go past ten minutes without stopping to think about her. She was still yet to know that I was the one leaving her food, snacks and chocolate, and I'd love it to be like that.
I gave her different flavour
