KNIGHT
It was only when I downed the whole mug of coffee did I feel like a human being again. A human being that had workload the size of an animal in the forest. Usually, everything was blurred from meeting to meeting but today there was a weird zap in the air.
Something didn't quite feel right.
My heart was beating at twice the rate than usual. Seriously, what the heck was going on? I pressed a hand to my chest, right where my heart was and felt the dum-dum hard and fast in my ears.
Shit.
Must be the coffee, then.
I really needed to cut down the amount. Usually, I drank about two cups, max three. But when someone really nagged me . . .
As if on cue, my phone rang. I groaned. No way. Not him. Anyone but him.
Still, out of respect, and to not feel the guilt that followed whenever I refused my father, I pressed the phone to my ear.
"Baba?" I tried not to sound like a robot but I failed.
