Take Me To Church Or Hell

Kelvin has just gotten out of the police station. He stood by his car for a while as he wondered if that young woman was actually Aria Harts. She is one person he could never forget. They were kids. And if he could remember vividly, she must have been four if not five. He remembered that little girl that was all over him. He tried to compare her to the woman who had emotionlessly broke a bottle on a man’s head in the club. They were not the same people. They only have the same name.

Perhaps, another Aria Harts does exist. But still, he could not stop wondering. He recalled that they stopped visiting all of a sudden. And that his mother told him that Aria was on a vacation and so they could not come. But growing up, he learnt that the father had divorced Aria’s mother the mother’s infidelity. And that the father was married to another woman. But whatsoever had followed, he had no idea of.

He even heard his mother mentioned to his father a few years ago that she was worried for her fr