CHAPTER 23

Recently, following Nathan's discussion of marriage, I found my thoughts instinctively preoccupied with the events of the past.

**Four years ago**

In the luxurious and beautifully furnished living room, Felix and I were entangled in each other's arms, his hands delicately fondling my breasts, and fully engrossed in a movie. Our beautiful moment was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Davy, Felix's gateman.

He requested an audience with Felix, to which Felix obliged and reluctantly disentangled from the embrace and walked towards the door with the intention of attending to him by the door since I was just in diaphanous lingerie.

"Who is it?" Felix enquired, his voice resonating with calm authority.

It's me, "Davy."

However, upon unlocking the door, we were met with an unexpected and horrific sight. Davy wasn't alone. The situation went sour when five masked men, reeking of alcohol and cigarettes, stormed in. Davy was knocked unconscious by a heavy blow on the head, his body coll