Ismael's awakening was accompanied by a symphony of low, guttural moans escaping his lips, a disoriented melody of discomfort. Flashed on by the intrusive rays of sunlight which assaulted his vision, compelling his eyelashes to clamp down, shielding his eyes from the abrupt and intense exposure. A puzzling haze enveloped his mind, and within the recesses of his consciousness, Ismael grappled with the disconcerting question, "Where am I?" Slowly, the shape of his surroundings materialized before him—a window, an armrest, the familiarity of his car. A realization dawned with the force of a revelation: he had spent the night nestled within the confines of his vehicle, parked just outside his residence."Ohh fuck," Ismael muttered softly, the detonation of a sudden headache accompanied by elusive fragments of the previous night invading his thoughts. His gaze, once sharp and alert, softened, and a tightness gripped his chest, momentarily interrupting the rhythm of his breath against a sud

“A celebration of his scorn” Ismael would ratger call it, as loud cheers erupted his ears, whilst the smell of wine strongly pervaded the air.Far across the corner Ismael sat, with glass of wine held up upon his hands, calmly he listened to their noises, the noisy sounds of his mockers or so he thought.“The ex husband attends the new brides engagement party, which happens to his best friend” Ismael said to himself, with a little bit of tempo, which seemed loud enough to be heard “what a perfect headline it would be for tomorrow's news” Ismael spoke with a smile upon his lips, rising off the bar as soon as he had spoken.Then his eyes began it's search, its search for Leo and where he was seated, for at this point Ismael had become heavily tipsy, quite a spark away from being drunk.“Leonel Fernando” Ismael called out sluggishly immediately he stood before him, after he had caught sight of Leo seconds back “my dear handsome ex husband” he said, s

His sight had blinkered, its movement sluggishly pulled a million times. The aura was dark, soundless and void, as he stared into the gloom on able to fathom in utter confusion.“Where am I?“ Ismael called out, wincing at the sudden outburst of pain on his left arm when he had tried moving a little.His breath held down as he deeply yet slowly groaned, he soon let out his breath in a fast paced movement whilst his fist sat folded, bound to the chair where he sat. Ismael's hands and feet had been tied together, the acknowledgement of where he sat danced accross his head, with no remembrance of what had happened after his drive off, down the hill. “Who the hell kept me here !“ Ismael screamed aloud oncemore, as he mumbled through his pain, cursing under his breath on those whom had left him in such a position.His struggle had carried on, with every pain an evenly marched grumble emitted his lips, the sound of his stumping feet naving is wave over

“You look so handsome” Ismael said tucking Leo's tuxedo.“Well…not as ravishing as you are” Leo stated, smacking his lips, in quite a sexually inclined manner.Heavuly Ismael smiled, chuckling afterwards at Leo's attempt to have him right before the occasion. There was a glint, a hint of freshness in the air, fir now peace was ensure bit something sat upon Ismael's mind which he wished to know, a thought which noticeable by Leo had caused a frown on Ismael's face.“What's wrong” Leo queried, whilst Ismael picked up leis tie.“You didn't kill her right ?“ Ismael outrightly asked.“Who ?. ““My mum Leo” Ismael stated, drawing Leo's thought as he smiled.“How sure are you that I found her ?“ Leo queried, with a smug on his face, he knew Ismael had made it out right from time but the expectancy of when he'd ask was what he had had no clue of.“You wouldn't be this calm babe” Ismael said, staring at Leo, whom had a b