Chapter 73: Beginning

JK is here in Canada for business purposes. He comes out of the hotel to get rid of his boring life. “The park isn’t bad though; I should sit here for a while,” he says, sitting on the bench. After a while, a little girl around 5 or six years old catches his attention. She comes near him with her slow steps. “Excuse me, can I sit here?” She indicates the other corner of the bench. A beautiful smile spread on his face as he listened to her cute voice. “Sure you can.” He says it excitedly. “Thank you,” she thanks him, and she sits in the other corner of the bench. “Such a cute child!” he chuckles at the girl. After Rosalia’s death, his heart died. The soft side of his heart also died. Affection, love, and care—he doesn’t know anything of them. All he knows is how to kill people. Six years have passed since she left him, and in the meantime, his rigidity has earned him thousands of enemies, but he doesn’t care. Affection grows all of a sudden inside him without any effort for that child,