CHAPTER 38GLENNUnder the heavy downpour I strolled the almost discarded road, the road was bare, my heart heavy as I listened to the sound of the water as it trickled down Into the drain.At this point, it was starting to look glaring that Martha has an upper hand when it came to Santiago—No matter how hard I thought about it, the whole situation with him seemed like a puzzle that would never be fixed .A couple of hours ago, I had felt that the whole situation would be easy to comprehend but the more I thought about the situation, the more I saw the entire it was harder than I thought, still I couldn't get him out of my mind.One part of me wanted to disappear from his life and never return yet I held on to him by a tiny string, not wanting to let go.My heart pumped harder and harder as I walked through the bridge, toward the way back home.My mind were filled with the memories of good times we shared, And most of all the the agony as well.The closer I got to the home we shared
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