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I see myself in a room that Iskander had given me, I lie on the bed looking at the white ceiling. Iskander had made it clear to me that he did not regret what he did to me, to him I was worthless, I was just another puppy... that unfortunately he had to be his companion, thank the moon that Iskander never let me feel any other feeling than Don't be hatred towards him. but the different way he is now, he appears to be more sociable than he ever was, not even with his parents.

Iskander did not explain clearly what problem he was in, and although he tried to explain why he had gotten into this fight, I did not understand it.

Did you feel guilt? impossible because he didn't regret it. He had a feeling that he only gave me an excuse to stop asking, but it generated more doubts in my head, another doubt was running through my head: my job? I knew in advance that I wouldn't be back for a long time, and I sincerely wanted to let the boss know so I could still keep my job. I straighten up in