"I'll send the pills through Agnes."
My eyes narrowed when I stared at the note. He acted as if he couldn't do as much as sitting up this morning but now, he already had the strength to run off?
He didn't even say a simple thank you.
I dropped the note and went to look out my window.
Why was it so big? Perhaps, this is why it was so easy for them to come and go like the room belonged to them.
I'm talking about the two people who used the window as a passage. Clyde and the Devil. Only that I didn't know a third person would be using it soon.
That night, there was a party for me. It was different from the welcome party. Dignified guests were present, all wanting to make a connection with me.
The General pulled me here and there, people made promises, they gave me praises. Some whispe
