FOR A WHOLE WEEK my life was so chaotic even though Jayda and the child were able to move to the other house because what I see something close to me I get thrown away. This is how the trend is always pointless and without a destination.
"WE GIVE BACK." crying I said.
"We give back not give up." the woman's voice from the door I ignored it but I continued drinking alcohol.
"Jayda! Even bring a beer here!"
"How long will you be like that, Zayn?"
"Roselle ??" come to my seat before crying. "Why are you crying? Am I dead? Ha?"
"Sorry, honey."
I was helped to go down to the bathtub even though she did the same. She hugged me tightly from behind while crying. I know she is hurt by the way I see. I was right to kiss but avoid.
"Now that you have a conscience?"
"Who isn't it that
