Chapter fifty-seven

“where I'm I ?” I asked as I got up, I remembered seeing a beautiful woman, dressed elegantly and after that nothing again.

“Get up, you wanted to kill yourself, had we not come on time you would have been frozen to death.” A voice snapped from my left and I rolled over to see Ramanov. Just then my memory snapped to Lola, she was freezing and I had gone to the woods to get some wood.

Oh no, fuck!

“Lola is dead.” He said deadpanned, and I felt the last piece of my heart break into pieces.

“That is not possible if you're joking you should stop it,” I said as I try to deny the fact in what he said, besides that is not possible, Lola was immortal and she wouldn't just die from a cold.

“Why did you say so?” He picked little interest in what I just said, she was his mother and as his son, he was not permitted to be talking behind her.

“I want to see her, right away,” I insisted. The blast of the cold air against my bare skin made my expression soured.

“I thought you hated her and despised