You are here now. No sound. No light. Just darkness and silence. You don't know why!

Damian took quiet, audible steps To the room of the hired killer who killed his lover in cold blood Or that's what he thinks. He walks and With every step he thought of a different way to torture and kill.

You slowly raised your head when you heard the door open. Unaware of what is happening around you and the piece of cloth is clouding your vision, Your ear is the one that works and listens more to the sound when it gets closer. You slowly flinched at the rough tone of his voice.

"Finally you woke up" He smiles a crazy smile, waiting for you to ask but you disappoint him so He started whistling quietly and slowly approaching you.

He approaches your weak body tied to the chair and slowly lifts the cloth from over your eyes to your forehead.

You look at him weakly and you don't recognize him and you have never seen him before.

"Your inability is confusing your mind from remembering me now, right?" He speaks coldly and seriously.

"Who are you even!" You spoke weakly and tiredly. Your temperature was so high that your body was paralyzed and unable to move.

Damian immediately said with cold sarcasm, “You’re killing my sweetheart, and pretending not to know me!”