Chapter Thirty Nine

The world, where I spent the most of my years, lost again. He removed it and broke it. How did he do that? Wait, what the hell is this? I was crying so much that I failed to recognize my current location. This is not my home. It’s not yours, yet why does it appear so different? Who prepares meals in the kitchen, and when? Who placed the food and other items here? Mattress on the couch, and everything is different. I wonder how he learned that I live here.

Theo.

I asked him to stop talking, but why not? He is getting paid by Ronald. I don’t need his sympathy. Well, sh*t, he already tossed away my phone. Was it deliberate? Who informed him of my father’s house? How? Why not at least sell it to someone instead of breaking it?

“All right, it is.” Screaming was the initial cry, and it persisted. I want to end my life as it is now.

Okay, if that’s what you want, it’s now my turn. I was hurt by you, but I’m not like you. See what I’m going to do as you wait. The following day was incredibly