Chapter 4

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I went straight to the lavatory, took a shower. I stared at the mirror in the lavatory, I saw the stitch on my neck, the thought of the accident and all that'd happened struck to my brain for the second time, I really need to move on and get life going. I know it's hard to move on but I had to, it's a mandate for me to plus I have a whole lotta things to couple. I thought to myself as a matter-of-fact.


I went to my chamber, freshened up. I began to take my family's pictures off the wall in my chamber. It should be nostalgic, seeing it unceasingly did more harm than good.

  I gathered my clothes from my closet and packaged them in a suit case. I stretched my hand to grip my phone. I grasped it and dialed Dr. Alex' mobile phone number, it rang twice repeatedly before he picked up;

"Hello Dr. Alex, Damian Felix on the line"

-Oh. How're you feeling now?
"I am very well, thank you"
-Sounds good. You actually can be on your way, I'll be expecting you. Come to my residential house with the aid of the address attached to the complimentary card I gave you.
"Okay. Thank you, sir. I will do just that".

I ended the call, about to leave, when I saw a black structure down the stairway, it was mysterious and hazy, the fluorescents were switched off, my vision was obscure.

The structure wasn't facing me but from behind I knew painstakingly she was a lady.
My pace grew faster, she was approaching to the living room. I couldn't reach her, I increased my acceleration, this time around ten times faster than before. She knew I'd increased my pace because of her. I was still behind her with some mixed feelings and undefined disquietude.

"Hey, miss anonymous, show your face and tell me how you got in here!" I hurled. She didn't utter a word, instead, she concentrated on her walking, she walked like she knew every nook or cranny of the house.

Eventually, we got to the living room. Even without the fluorescents or chandeliers being on, the living room is always bright.

When I was about to grab her hands from behind, I was smitten by her backside. I instantly forgot about her anonymity, I felt like I should press a kiss on her lips and dive in her. It's been like ages since I last did this. Cassie's always the busy type, she travels home and abroad for modeling.
I was still daydreaming how it's gonna be like with Miss Anonymous when a knife slide passed my eyes.

"Holyshit, I slenderly escaped it" I murmured to myself.

"Damnit! Miss Anonymous is gone, I'd no idea who she really was" I clinched my teeth together making it crack a bit.

"What the hell, I'm such a Jack the lad", I sniggered with annoyance deep inside me burning like a flame, which made me curse myself underneath my breath.

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