MARCUS MARKET’S POV
I woke up and for once the woman was not pestering me. I had tried to escape twice but it was all in vain because the lady said she cannot let her savior go out to die. There is nothing I had not tried for the woman to give up on me but she never let go just like a teenager in her teens struggling to force her relationship.
I had forged my death blindly forgetting that she was a nurse. She just took an iron rod and hit the patella on my knee only to jerk it forward and all my white lies were exposed. I never wanted her to talk ill of my wife so I kept distracting her.
The bad ordeal that happened is when I stole her phone to try and contact people for help but she caught it red handed and her anger was intense that her eyes bulged out at the same time she was sweatin
