Dreams bring back memories

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I bet you don’t know I had an addiction.

I’m so obsessed with visiting the graves of those I ended their life, if ever they are anywhere around me.

Gova’s grave was in the garden, so, I had formed the habit of visiting the garden to see her grave and rejoice over the victory I had over her, and then remind myself of the targets ahead.

But apart from going to meet the grave, the garden had the cool breeze I could liken to that of the sea shore.

Its breeze had been the reason why I was always there in the days when I and my late friend were the hot chicks of the palace, that was before that mere slave girl called Laura became a threat, and even ended up stealing Ricky.

I walked into the garden, and made to Gova’s grave as though I had come again to mourn her, knowing fully well that I was being looked at from many windows.

There were of course tall buildings around, and people living in those building can look into the garden and see me standing before the grave which bore the crem