MAZIKEEN'S POV
It was D-Day, I had already packed my few clothes and ready to leave for Switzerland. I had a mixed feeling of Joy and resentment. I sat on the bed and just stared at my bag. I had a double mind about the trip. The reason, I was oblivious myself.
I regained strength and stood up from the bed. I rolled my eyes and cracked my wrist. I went to the mirror that hung on the wall. I stared at myself and truth be told, I didn't even know who I was anymore. Actually, the truth was I never knew who I was from the onset. I was just like a flag that was thrutched around by the breeze, just this exact moment. Lucifer forced me to go to Switzerland because he felt he owned me. As much as I was sick and tired of being in the shadows and craved to be in the spotlight for ones, I couldn'
