VALESKA
My commander sent over a police car to get me. And the one who came to fetch me was John.
He hurriedly rushed up the stairs of my apartment, traced my door, and knocked gently to get my attention.
I already saw him through the window, and I wished I hadn't picked my commander's call.
Having no other choice, I wore my sweater over my top, and answered the door.
When John saw me, he was broken.
"Val, what happened to you?" He asked with pure concern, taking hold of my hand, feeling how cold my fingers were.
"I heard you were sick but not this kind of sick. What's going on?" He questioned, hoping for an answer.
But I wasn't going to tell him the truth. I just lied that it was the cold that caused this heavy sickness on me.
"The order was to stay in bed, but the commander had
