Damien checked the address Alvarez had sent him for the fifth time, as he neared the neighborhood.
He glanced at it once more to make sure he was correct, and then looked up at the signboard at the beginning of the street, but it was the exact same thing.
He couldn't help but feel astonished.
He knew Madison wasn't living as comfortably as she used to, and that she was having a very hard time, but he never expected that it would be this bad.
The street narrowed as he progressed, and although it had not been raining much, the whole place was basically a swamp.
Every house Damien's eyes fell on was dilapidated and tiny, with barely any windows and weak strips of wood that were supposed to serve as the door.
For a moment, he began to wonder how she was surviving in this place. It
