Pedro saw his child jumping off the bed. He thought something had happened to his child. Fortunately, the child seemed lively and well in Pedro's eyes.He immediately approached Adrienne. "Is our child okay? Where should I give my blood?" the man asked."They have received a stock of blood compatible with the child. I was supposed to call you and tell you not to come, but it seems you're already on the plane. I'm sorry if I inconvenienced you," Adrienne said to the man, seeming somewhat embarrassed.Pedro shook his head. "This is for the child. It's not a problem for me to come here," he said.Pedro suddenly felt a tug on his pants. It was his child, wanting to be carried. Pedro quickly picked up his child, who seemed to resemble him more as time went by."Get well soon, my child. Rest well and don't give your mom a headache, okay?" Pedro said to the child while carrying him and checking if he still had a fever, which seemed to have subsided.The child shook his head. "I don't want to

Adrienne woke up early to prepare for their breakfast. She went to the kitchen, but it seemed that Pedro was already there ahead of her. The other helpers were not yet present since it was only a quarter to 5 in the morning.Pedro noticed her busy cooking breakfast. "Oh? Why did you wake up so early? Are you uncomfortable in your room or bed? Just say it, and we can change it," the man said to her.The morning was still chilly, so Adrienne hugged herself. She thought it would be nicer to have someone to embrace."Why am I being so stubborn? Do I need to make things difficult for us like this? Why don't I just give in to my weakness?" Adrienne said to herself."I don't have any problem. I just woke up early to help in the kitchen," Adrienne replied while brewing tea."It's almost done. Do you want to have breakfast now?" Pedro asked her.Only now did Adrienne notice that the man was only wearing a tank top and black boxers. He looked like a model who would walk the runway for famous me

Adrienne's mind was filled with questions about the words spoken by the mother of the man she loved. She knew deep down that her mother was a kind and loving person. Even though they didn't spend much time together because they were taken away by God early on, Adrienne knew that her mother was a compassionate and respectful individual. She shouldn't let herself be poisoned by the words that came out of the woman who had caused her so much pain over the years.But some things couldn't be erased from her mind. First was Carmela's face. Adrienne knew that face was filled with resentment as if it had deep-rooted anger."Can't you sleep?" the man suddenly asked her.It was already late at night, but Adrienne's spirit was still alive as if she had drunk too much coffee and been slapped multiple times. The voice of the woman continued to echo in her mind."Yeah, maybe I'm just a little stressed," Adrienne replied. As much as possible, she didn't want Pedro to see her depressed side. She was

"Who are you, you demon? Why are you doing this to us, huh?" Adrienne asked on the other line."Me? You'll know who I am within three hours, well, technically. Won't you show up within three hours? Because if not, I'll start cutting off your child's fingers in advance!" the voice replied to her."No! Don't! We'll show up! We'll come at the agreed time! Just don't harm the child!" Adrienne pleaded anxiously. She was clearly afraid of what the deranged person they were facing might do."Good! It's good to know that you're cooperating. I thought it would be more challenging! Alright then! By the way, I just wanted to let you know that I take my time killing that guy! HAHAHA!" the voice on the other line, sounding like a demon, spoke."You beast! I hope you end up in hell!" Adrienne shouted while crying. Her heart felt heavy, especially after learning what happened to her beloved friend."Thanks for calling me a beast. And about what you said, hell, you say? Do not fret! I've been there,

PEDRO fell into a dark place where he couldn't move his body or open his mouth. He was trapped in a place where only his thoughts had free will.He wondered where he was and why he couldn't move. He asked himself in his mind.He thought about the last moments before he ended up like this. He tried to search deep within his memories until he realized that everything was caused by one thing.He shielded the bullet meant for all of them. He used his body as a shield to protect them from the bullets for a while.Pedro only wished for the safety of his wife and child, even if it meant sacrificing himself.He also wondered where he was. Why couldn't he move or speak? Was this the final destination for people like him who had committed many sins?"Is this hell? I know that I have lots of sins in the world. I wouldn't be shocked if this is the gate to hell. If only I could continue my life in the world," Pedro silently prayed.He still had the desire to return to the world. He hoped it wasn't