"Aww! Why are you cursing at me? Am I the one who ordered for the child's head? That was not me. It was your own 'Bestie'. If you want to curse at, or kill someone, you should kill him. Not me. Right?" Abigail teased.
"Yes. You both will die a miserable death. In fact, you both deserve each other. A vicious woman for a cruel man. You are a match made in heaven." Kelsa cursed at Abigail with the little strength she had left.
If she could, she would have slapped her instantly.
Kelsa began to develop hatred for Darryl. She could not believe she had been married to such a vicious monster for close to a year.
Kelsa had been filled with thoughts of Darryl from the very first day she set foot into this debauched basement.
All she had in the basement was herself, the four walls of the basemen
