Twenty Four -- Iseoluwa

Twenty Four -- Iseoluwa

I quietly locked the door before stumbling on the bed. It had been really hard to bottle all the emotions inside me. I had to be strong for the team but my inside had been burning. I sighed rolling my side so that I was facing up. 

Memories from the past kept flooding in no matter how hard I tried to block it. I just couldn't stop seeing them. Also, the weight of being framed for killing someone isn't part of my plan. I never knew he was going to die. Who was responsible for his death? Perhaps, his team members or the other two that were involved in the case?

Urggh! I groaned as I strolled to my book shelf. My very help is what I needed badly now. I carefully scanned through the books before settling for a book on delusional disorder. I might find delusions an escape of my past memories. I rolled over, dwelling on the painful path of the protagonist in the novel. He was an orphan like me. Wow, we were re