Forty-Second Choice

{'There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds'}

Quinn

I had two choices.

It was either take all the risk and be brave just what my Aunt had advised me to do or rather what she persisted me to do.

Or...

Follow that bastard's order and end all my family's hardship including our future.

I didn't want to accept that this was all happening and at the same time, I made the biggest mistake of my life by not making sure that they wouldn't go here. But they were here. Here she was, obliviously walking into the pits of hell that was about to crumble down with me all the way back to the deepest.

I was scared. I was always afraid but I was trying my hardest to remain standing. It was painful to see my Risa trying to reach out for me but I couldn't and how I wish I could. However, at that moment, she gave me strength and courage. I wanted to survive. I wanted to fight for them. For my parents. For my grandma. For the sake of my family and