Chapter 43

Roxanne

I flutter my eyes open. The white ceiling with a chandelier meets my eyes. And instantly tears brim at the corner of my eyes.

I am still alive. Why? I don't wanna live. Why am I still alive? Why? I can't live this life. I don't have the power to live such a life.

“Why are you crying, girl? That is also this early morning which is so beautiful."

I hear a woman's voice. I blink my eyes to get rid of the haziness and look to the side. A very beautiful woman with olive skin dressed in a crisp shirt tucked in pants is sitting on the Ottoman near the bed. Her curly hair pulled in a bun. She looks like she is in her early thirties.

“Good afternoon." She wishes me.

Her face, glowing and looked very soothe. Looking at her gave my heart a little ease. Who is this woman?

“Am I looking ugly?" She asked. Her head slightly tilted. She looked down at her appearance and straightened up her crisp cloth.

I part my lips and breathe out. “No. On the contrary you look beautiful." My vo