#Chapter148
Arsenio Point of View
/"What the – Did you do this? Why am I even asking? Only you can do this./" It seems God has taken away the word peace from my fate altogether.
Heaven show mercy!
It has only been an hour and I’m already learning the dynamics of hell. He was dropped here exactly at seven in the morning. Now it is eight and I feel like my blood pressure finally forgot its bounds.
That little beast, who I thought was playing happily on the dining table while I’m about to eat breakfast, actually poured the small bottle of salt in my food sneakily.
Why?
Obviously because the grand reason behind his birth is to show the deepest level of hell to me on earth.
/"Hijo, what had I ever done to you? Can’t you love me in a more subtle way? Must your love for me should always be salty and sour?/" Sighing, I pushed the plate away and took the toast to eat it.
