Chapter 42

Harry's body is still on fire. He feel like his body is burning inside. He stared at Bethel, her beautiful face and knew she was trying her very best to be there for him even though she is as confused as hell.

"You're okay.... Harry do it" she urged him. 

Then "sincerely. Wholeheartedly".

She watched him shit his eyes in shame,he is in pain, he is embarrassed, he is sad she is seeing him this way.

Bethel kissed his face. "I dint understand it all...but it's alright. I will take care of you" she whispered.

"And I will never be able to look you in the eyes again" he answered, keeping his face buried on her bossom..

"That's a crazy talk, Harry" she replied. "Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not your fault" she added.

"I'm a mess" he whispered miserably. He hated this, he hated to be a slave to his own body.

May Steph rot in jail for doing this to me!

I hope wherever Diego is, he's suffering as well!.

"You're okay" Bethel soo