It hadn’t been long when Laura got into the den of Cosa Nostra, but with what was happening around in this very territory somehow made the time like a running machine. So many things happened, and one thing that only remained in the mind of Laura was despair. How can she even proceed with the next day? How can she even continue living in this rotten place?
Eyes stinging and swollen, Laura’s lids were slowly opening, having her eyes greeted by the familiar ceiling. Seeing that, it was as though her body shrank into the depths of the bed. Her body was too heavy to even lift a hand. She had just woken up, but it seemed as though she hadn’t recharged herself at all.
“I am… still here…” she murmured under her breath with her lifeless eyes on the nothingness. Thinking that her cries last night
