"I'll break down your walls one by one and sneak into the gates of your icy heart before crushing it into tiny pieces." He murmurs mercilessly as his lips lightly brush my ear, the contact eliciting an indescribable sensation through every inch of m...
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At the crack of dawn, I awake.
With gaze fixated on the ceiling, my galloping thoughts keep me up.
Over the past month, I've been impatiently waiting for this day to come ever since I woke up at the hospital.
Egan Veles.
The mystery man we will be visiting later in the morning.
He, who dated Lolita during her premature days of involvement in the money laundering business.
He who got into a physical altercation with my brother months prior, after Veles degraded my sister's name.
He who Lolita prompted me to visit in the in-between.
He who may have an answer to a plethora of mysteries surrounding Lolita's unresolved murder investigation.
Once the sleep doesn't come, I force my body into a sitting position.
Light rays pierce through the curtained windows, engulfing the darkness of the room.
My eyes wander before landing on a familiar creature.
Curled up in a ball in his fluffy bed cave, my cat is in deep sleep, like I was minutes ago, until my thoughts disrupted my sleep.
Watching him sleep will help me to fall asleep.
Minutes pass before my gaze gets heavy as my heart rate recedes.
Darkness invades my eyes as deep sleep lures me into the realm of the unconscious.
Faint indistinguishable voices in the background jolt me awake.
With furrowed brows, I unwrap the bed cover from my body as the voices become more audible.
Once I step down from the bed, I make a beeline to the door.
I slightly open the door before I can identify the source of the voices.
"I'm going to visit mom at the hospital. You should come with me."
"Why would I visit her when she ruined my life? Heck, she ruined all of our lives! You can't ask me to do the unthinkable."
Puzzlement contorts my features.
"Look, I know what she did was horrible, and believe me, I hated her after everything she did."
While I can't see them, I detect Anastasia's urgent voice echoing through the walls, "But you can't expect her to rot alone in that hospital without anyone to come to her aid. After dad filed for divorce and stopped covering her medical costs, the least we can do is help her live."
"Dad had every right to do that after what she did." I can detect Ludovic's antagonistic voice, "She broke this family, and I won't stand for it. Because of her, I also spent years in hell after she manipulated me into thinking Anaya dated me for money."
