“Give up, Angelic.” He turn his back at me and put his hand on his waist. He keeps on saying the phrase over and over again. And I answered him with the same response for the rest of the hours we are here, and my answer won’t change.
Steven turned his face back to me and said. “I will take care of your mother. She’s…uh… I heard comatose?” He scratch his forehead and pointed his hand at me. “I heard she’s in debt with someone? I’ll clear out your debts, plus the hospital bills, it’s on me. For your sister, I will prepare a proper burial for her.”
I laughed because of how ridiculous and desperate he sounded. “And you’ll do all of that to save your son, huh? To pretend I was the criminal for the crime I didn’t commit?” I spat the words on his face.
He looks at me irritatedly and gesture
