"Are you okay?" "We have arrived home."
Some man had fixed a headset on me the moment I was settled in the chopper but it was futile. There was no amount of noise the helicopter can make or questions the men would ask that was louder than Jas's images playing in my head.
I sat in shock, reliving the replays from moments ago.
When the vehicle landed in the backyard of my parent's property, Godwin had to help me out. I was too incompetent to operate.
The backyard wasn't empty, there are too many familiar faces, even those that should be in England. My grandmother and uncle Damian and his wife for instance.
"Oh my goodness." Mom raced over and pull me into a hug. "He looks miserable." She claimed when she had pulled back and was examining me with teary eyes.
Grandma practically shov
