Having been instructed by the doctor to rest the entire day, I lied on the bed, hoping for a miracle to get me out of that mansion. It was a wish made in vain. I knew really well that nobody was going to help me with escaping my circumstances.
Defeated, I shut my eyes. It was then that I recalled my very first and sweet encounter with Noah. I wasn’t sure why my mind raced back to that moment. Maybe it was because I wanted to think about the man I once loved. I wanted to assure myself that Noah wasn’t as vicious as he was trying to be. There was still some good left in him.
Within Noah, there must be some part that resembled him from the past. The part that must’ve protested when he had hurt me the previous night. The sweetness of the relationship that we had shared previously couldn’t
