All Chapters of : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

The wind blew angrily as it began to pour, air was suffocating to a particular someone. The noise from the downpour overshadowed all the chatters, sniffles, and sobs in the gloomy environment.A woman, in her mid-thirties, dressed in a black blouse and loose pants walked closer to Kenzie and took the umbrella she was holding, and opened it. She covered herself and Kenzie with it. "Stay under cover, baby." Kenzie's mother, Mrs. Whitney Davison instructed her, her voice was low and it was almost inaudible."My condolences." Someone walked to Kenzie and said softly as she patted Kenzie's back. She turned to Mrs. Davison and repeated her words. Mrs. Davison nodded but Kenzie remained silent, her gaze never let the tombstone in front of her. Down here it was written, 'In loving memory, Mr Andrew Davison. A kind and loving husband and father.' A tear rolled down Kenzie's cheek, her eyes were dark and seemed to have shrunk, her cheeks were bright red and her lips were wet but it wasn't lip

Kenzie dunk the entire glass of alcohol down her throat immediately the glass was set in front of her. "More!" She shouted then slammed the glass on the table in front of her, fortunately, the glass didn't break but it earned her a lot of stares from still sobbed people trying to enjoy their evening. A young man, in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up which exposed his muscles and had a lot of women at the bar swooning over him, he walked over to Kenzie behind the counter with a bottle of whiskey. "I mean, I know they didn't want to give me a chance in the first place but…" Kenzie trailed off with a slur in her words. The bartender pours her drink and then closes the bottle back. "But what?" The bartender asked, encouraging her to speak further, Kenzie blinked continuously as she struggled to keep her eyes open. "But what they did was too much! Why are they putting on a show like that? It's an interview to be a bodyguard!" She continued, her voice was very loud and the low m