VOLUME 3: TWIN FLAMES
PROLOGUE
A child with huge and thick eyeglasses sat in the corner of a vacant room. The place was dusty, with some used beer cans and condoms scattered around. Despite the flimsy emergency light in the other corner to give light in the room, the child could see the spiderwebs decorating the enclosed space.
The child, who was around the age of seven or eight, hugged his knees. His eyes underneath his thick glasses that had a broken lens lowered, biting his bottom lip to stop himself in an attempt to give himself courage. However, being held captive in a place he was not familiar with was enough to fill his young heart with dread.
'Mom...' he whispered in his heart, flinching when the door creaked.
The boy instinctively peeked over his folded arms that were on his bent knees. As soon as he saw the person coming inside the room, the life in his eyes glowed.
