Lisa is pregnant. Those three words kept ringing in my ears repetitively. It echoed persistently resonating through the corridors of my mind like a relentless melody, each repetition leaving an indelible imprint on the canvas of my thoughts.
Just when I was about to go for her neck and rip it off, my fangs were already close to her neck because I beat her to a stupor. At first, she was on the winning side but I guess I took my father's advice again and coupled it with Richard's. I could hear the crowd not cheering the moment I had the upper hand, all I could hear were gasps and sighs of disappointment.
