chapter 12

SASHA VAHEMIR

"How is Mrs Bahedia?", I ask one of the servants.

"She is in her room", she answers.

"Open the door", the door opens and I enter inside.

She is peacefully lying down, her room is tidy and there is food for her on a stool at the end of the bed. There is a table and chair at the end of the room and a min fridge below the table.

I walk to her and place my hand on her neck and notice she is having fever. Her body is hot.

I roll my eyes, I really wanted to have fun. I had a million torture mapped out in my head but seeing her now, seeing her in this state I can't help but pity her. The moment she acted like a mother to me when I visited her plays in my head and I am conflicted. I am struck between discipline her for every heart ache I felt, discipline her for raising such horrible kids and treating her the best I can and repay her for been kind to me.

I play with my mouth and look away when I came to a conclusion. I swirl and the servant bowed her head.

"Get my study