The cab drive has been long and silent, with my mind wandering about how unfair life has been to me. How can someone's life turn upside down in such a short time, huh? A lot has happened, and it is way too fast to even tell which one hurts more than the other. It hurts to bury a loved one, but it's another different pain to not be sure if one is dead or alive. It hurts to lose someone, but witnessing their death hits differently. It sucks like hell to watch someone be taken away from you, yet you can do nothing to help. Loosing your memory is another shit that stinks like hell! And having no freedom at all isn't any less of a hell. To think that I am going back to that den again!The cab comes to a stop, meaning that we have reached the destination. I pay the driver, and I walk out. I'm not seeing Ejay around nor his car, so I presume he hasn't gotten here yet. That's fine, because I need to pack my clothes. I am double sure he won't let me off the hook from now on, which means I will

I stretch myself on the bed of an unfamiliar room, but this dark theme reminds me of a very familiar place. Black-Dark, like the owner and everything that happens in these clubs. I have never entered the rooms of this particular club before, but I don't need anyone to tell me that these rooms are designed for the same activities that go on in the other club. I still don't know what exactly happened to the other club, but I have a feeling this is where Ejay is staying. My whole face hurts like hell for that beating I received earlier from him.To confirm how I look, because I know I look pathetic, I walk to the dressing mirror on the wardrobe door and take a look at my pitiful face. The marks of his long fingers are so evident, my cheeks are so sore, and the redness is just too much. I look so disgusting. I'm even laughing at myself inwardly. It's the price I have to pay, and I will bear it until I can get the justice I deserve. Everyone who has fallen victim to this scumbag deserves j

For all that is worth, I leave this damn room and decide to take a sneak peek outside. A short tour of this damn club Who knows, maybe I might run into my sister somewhere, and she will tell me that she was just putting on a show in front of Ejay. That will bring some joy and hope to my tormented soul. I couldn't sleep last night thinking of her. Her reaction and change of attitude worry me so much, and the fact that I don't know the cause of her sudden change isn't lessening the worry at all. I wonder what Ejay has done to her to make her turn this way. Whatever it is, I will find out. I need to straighten things out with my sister, no matter what.I close the door behind me and start downstairs. Something is confusing, though. If Ejay had my sister all this while, if they have been together all along, if they have been romantically involved like they seem to be, why was he pursuing me? Why was he pretending to be obsessed with me? All that care he showed me—the possessiveness, the p

"Ajay?" I call in shock.Actually, I am in a mixture of joy and shock right now. I thought something bad happened to him after his disappearance. The fact that nobody wanted to talk about him almost convinced me that I would never see him again. I started counting him as one of the victims. But he is alive! Ajay is alive! It has always been my prayer for him to be alive, and I am so relieved knowing that he is.“In the fresh! Hi, Gia." He greets her with his usual smile.Aside from his fondness for me, this smile is one of the reasons why he got into trouble with Ejay. As if that moron owned me! Ejay got it all wrong, and as the psycho that he is, he took it out on Ejay. I honestly thought he killed him. "Hey." I hug him slightly. "How have you been? I was worried sick, you know, thinking that that lunatic did the worst to you." I add. "Well, the only thing he wanted was to separate me from you. He thought I was stealing you away from him, even though you were not his. But, well, I a

I said it, right? No, I swore that this bastard would never sleep with me. I am also certain that he will not kill me. I just have to control what I say in front of him. I want to see him furious and restless, but I should take precautions and not go overboard with my words. Detective Garvin will not always show up to my aid like he did two days ago. I will take the detective's advice and control my emotions. There will be time to torture Ejay and make fun of him. I really am eagerly anticipating that day.Days are moving fast, like really fast. We now have ten days to complete the mission. Good news! Ajay found my sister's room, and I went to her. But the bad news is, she kicked me out like a dog the moment I walked in. I don't know why she is acting like a bitchy brat, and it's freaking the hell out of me. She is so different from the Grace I know. My elder sister loved me. She adored me, her baby sister, and her only sibling. I can still recall how she was over the moon when I beca