Angelina
It has been two weeks since I last saw Danzel. Two weeks since I came to know about Thomas's death. I cried every night. I couldn't accept the fact that he killed my friend. I knew he was a dangerous man but never did I ever think that he will try to do something like this. Even though he's mafia, he shouldn't kill the innocent one. No one has the right to kill them.
I lazily got up and went towards the bathroom. My face looked like hell. My eyes were swollen, deep red from crying. So instead of a shower, I took a warm bath. I felt my muscles relaxing when I sat in the tub. After sitting there for what seemed like hours, I got up and dried up. I got ready and went downstairs. I was very hungry. I guess I had eaten 24 hours before. I descended the stairs and stood silently on the last one.
Silence greeted me.
Where is he? Is he gone already?
Nodding to myself, I walked down.
Good for me.
