Last night, I had the best meal in my life. Since we left the hospital yesterday, he had been away and I love it. It would be hell to see his face after what he did….oh yes, I remember.
Do I really have that brain stuff they said? Am I going to die?
I remembered that man; the traitor. Was he really going to kidnap me from Alex’s mansion? Alex even blew off his head on my face.
I gagged, trying really hard not to throw up what I ate yesterday because I don’t know when this dude would let me eat again. When I get out of this, I swear I would sue him! I would make sure he regrets messing with a lawyer like me.
The morning seems fresh and positive. From the look of things, I don’t believe Alex would soon want me to work today but I still got out of bed. I felt a bit dizzy, like I was go
