Into The Jungle 

Chapter 32

Like my grip on the bedsheet, I was losing hope of escaping. My mouth was shut as I swung while losing my balance, hiding the storm within me.

For most of my life, I had faced many situations like that; hanging by a thread was nothing new to me, but the tension between my mission's success and failure was.

My life was a roller coaster ride. I knew I didn't deserve happiness, and I had no hope of ever finding it because I was constantly losing.

I fixed my gaze on him. I was about to land on Ray, who was standing outside the mansion, directly beneath me, deep in thought. wiping his hands with a handkerchief to remove the blood. After removing the blood from his hands, he reinserted the handkerchief into his pocket.

I couldn't look down at him with my neck stretched for long because I was losing my balance at the same time.

I held my breath and closed my eyes because I had no other choice and knew that if I fell on him, he would alert them all about my escape, effectively blo