"I won't hurt you little girl." He said dryly."I'm not a little girl, damn you!" I groaned as I stood up and realized there were many masked men around me that I had saw outside."What do you want from me? You want to kill me, right?" I kept my distance from him. He just chuckled back at me."If I want to kill you, I'll do it right now. However, it'll not hurt you. You must also feel what I have felt."Fear paralyzed me. What the hell did he mean?!His eyes were still the same. Looking at me full of hatred and anger which he tried to keep for himself.Two men approached me and pulled me. My heart skipped a beat as we walked down the hall.Moorah stood right in front of me with her sinister smile, "Welcome to ..." She pretended to think, "Hell." She finished her sentence with a sneer."FUCK YOU!" I wanted to scratch her. If I could do more, I would

He laughed darkly as I was just telling him a joke. "I'm not joking!" I insisted.He laughed again at my second statement, "I'm not lying!" I tried on assuring him, "I'm your best friend.""You're dreaming too high to be my best friend Jazzlin. I think you're out of your mind."Did I do something wrong with telling him this secret? Though I thought he would believe it.I thought hard about what evidence I could show him until I found something that would make him to believe in me, "You will believe me if you can see my signature. You know clearly your friend's signature and written form right?" I challenged him.Great idea, right? No one in the world would have the same handwriting and signature style. It would be easier to convince him.He looked surprised to hear me but for a moment he smirked, "Let's just see." He looked at the other men, "Ron, get me a pen with a blank paper." H

Ethan Sanders. This man had adopted me from the orphanage. He was a middle-aged man who was thinking that he was not capable enough to continue his business.From what I knew, he didn't have an only son to inherit his fortune, so he decided to adopt me.He was a man who was very determined and made the best of his spare time. He would not let any time slip from his grasp other than to make coffers of money.I just did what he wanted me to do. Since morning I'd been busy with all my bussiness matters, then came home from my office, I continued with additional lessons and after that, I took a course with my foster father about the world of business.I really hadn't mastered about business properly.Comparing to when I was lived in the orphanage with my new home was quite different. I felt depressed here, but what else I could do? Maybe it was what I should do for my future.I didn't r

Continuation of IN COMA pt. 1Days passed until our exam day arrived. Barra was getting better enough, although sometimes he still had trouble walking because of the pain. The man surprised me over and over again with all the willingness he made for Jazzlin. Luckily that woman had it, but now he hated me.The exam was hard for me, but Jazzlin did it easily like it was piece of cake.My days were busy with studying and avoiding every party which actually tempted my soul to go there. The soul controlled by real Jazzlin but I could feel it.Barra and I spent our time studying together. He often stayed in my room. I was the one who always hugged him when nightmares about his mother came.The figure of a mother was indeed the most important part of his life.His mother's departure completely destroyed him. I promised myself to never leave him alone until I stop bre

"Finally you woke up." I held my armpit which was felt sore, I noticed a bandage had closed the wound tightly. My eyes turned to someone who was sitting next to me.It was Haytham sat next to me. His eyes like silver lightning when I staring at them.“Where am I?” I looked around and only found him by my side."No need to panic like that. I have no intention of hurting you anyway." His voice was hoarse.Thanks for the information."That's not the answer to my question.""Look, I know you just woke up but what you said before was enough to make me dizzy."I knew what he meant. My statement before, "I thought I heard you say you believed me." I snorted softly."I believe you." He swiftly held my hold, "It's just that it doesn't make sense." His eyes searched every direction but never found mine."I don't even know how this happened. B