Mafias

First, there's the darkness. It's like being in the womb again, right before the grand explosion of birth. Except now, the darkness isn't comforting, it's claustrophobic. It's an abyss that threatens to consume me whole, and yet, somewhere within it, I find the strength to start swimming.

"She'll be fine, right?" I heard a soft female voice ask, her voice was familiar yet soothing and pleasant to my ears.

My eyes slowly fluttered open, my visions were blurry and vague at first as I looked around the room strangely. It slowly became clearer as I could see the room very clearly.

This looks like Alexander's room. I turned to stare at the figures that were staring back at me. I felt a soft wave of deja vu wash over me. My eyes caught Alexander's grey orbs that were mixed with so many emotions I couldn't decipher.

He just stood three foots away from the bed I'm lying on - his bed. I forcefully dragged my eyes away from his to stare at his parents, who were standing closely beside him.

Mr