EIGHT

It’s been five days since I was here. And the fact that shocked me was I was still alive. I thought he wouldn’t leave me alive or at least with both legs after hearing Jameel’s death. Hearing his death shocked me but I couldn’t say I was sad over his death. I couldn’t mourn over his death but I did feel bad for Beela. She was head over heels for him. Might be she loved him but she was selfish too. Selfish people only think about themselves. If she wanted Jameel than there would be a reason behind that too.

Taking a long sigh, I turned around to walk back towards the kitchen. I, for the first time, came in the garden located at the backside of the mansion. It was filled with plants of vegetables and fruits as it lacked flowers.

I was thinking of asking about this from Suzi as there should be flowers too. So that the garden should look more cheerful and colorful. Everything about the mansion seemed dull and dark. Nobody here lives cheerful life. My life wasn’t filled with all the colo