Misfortunes never come alone, right? Everything in my life was random and irregular, never happening to me with planning, warning, or even hesitation. Except for misfortunes, they came to me in an organized order to the extent that I became numb, unable to feel any shock, surprise, panic, or even take a breath after everything I faced and still destined to face.
Perhaps this time, the misfortune is not mine but JAIDEN'S. Or that's what my mind is trying to convince me of, unable to find a breathing space to calm me down and give me some reassurance from what I am facing one after the other without a break, even for five minutes. f**k my life!
I didn't turn around to face Lucian after his scream of the word "DATE" in this tone that carries nothing but blood. I didn't need to turn around t
