Harold looks at his father accusingly. He couldn't bring himself to forgive him. That's what his face said at that moment.
His dream ends then. He wakes up feeling hungry and realizes that his body is still injured. He felt tired and as he got up, his body felt lethargic.
When he was about to go to the kitchen and prepare something to eat, someone knocked on his door.
'Who is here so early in the morning?' Harold thought.
He opened the door and a man who looked like an office worker was standing there. He was dangling a bag of food in front of Harold's face. He smiled as he waved his other hand.
"Yo.. " The man greets Harold. He looked charming in a white shirt and red stripe tie loosely hanging on his neck.
"Jackie, Why are you here?" Harold questions.
"I brought warm and delicious food. You hungry, right?" Jackie spoke indicatively. He could see the injuries on his body.
