Night Flower story

night rose She looks behind the prison bars, remembers the recent past, does not sigh, does not feel remorse, and when she is in the arms of fate...! Jamila, in her early twenties, lived the life of a woman in her sixties who was the daughter of flowers. I write my memoirs while I'm on the verge of death, drinking from the cup of pitch black and telling my story. ... ... ... ... ... Sitting on the edge of the sidewalk, I take shelter in the sunshine of fate on a rainy day and drops of regret are falling, yes it is despair in life, the last stage of depression, there is no place for fear in my life, I will take revenge for sure and from other fateful fate..... As I stand at the door of his house, I knock on the door with all my strength in the hope that it will open and take the first steps of success. . Opening the door, I only see a black silhouette, smiling, a smile of victory. It's the beast called Khaled She was distracted until she heard the voice of fate and smiled: Khaled: We are honored by your visit, my dear Beautiful (laughs with a smile) Yes, I came to fulfill your desire, and I will stay here until the moment of salvation. Khaled (he did not take her words seriously, smiles, signs of astonishment and joy are evident on his demonic face) and yes the choice. He put his hand on her cheek and said: You will be the butterfly of my palace, do not worry, you will live as a princess in my heart... After one hour has passed, I see I am smiling and laughing with all my strength as I watch my stomach, I killed him. I hear my voices everywhere, screaming and screaming and wailing, cops everywhere, no escape, no escape, divine punishment That's my first episode i hope you like it and I'm waiting for your replies. By:othy Rh