Silence settled in the apartment of Bobo flex like mist, and the tension rose drastically. Bobo Flex gaze fixed on Amos, dauntless shitless. No guilt. No remorse, just unfiltered hatred masking his expression.Madam Janet's eyes darkened like cloud, her finger jabbing the warm air like a dagger."You, Amos, you call yourself a father?" She sneered, her voice dripping malice as she laughed darkly. "You're not even man enough, yet you think you're worthy of have a daughter. Now take a look at her..." Her face twisted in irritation as she waved fingers at Rose insignificantly. "... you're making a hapless girl suffer because of your poor fate!" Stab!Amos's expression faltered, the words hitting him harder than any blow. He wasn't man enough? Those words hit him right in the gut.But Madame janet wasn't done. She knew just how to twist each syllable into a blade. "Your wife had been the one taking care of you. You're a burden to her," She laughed in between, cold as ice. "Oh, you think

The rain had stopped, the cloud shifting, but the cold was defiant, biting harshly like thorn on flesh.Amos stood outside Bobo flex's apartment, his cloth loose, soggy with water dripping gently from the hem.Rose clung to him, nestling on his shoulder and shaking with the hard cold. Her tender skin has turned pale, her breathing slow...slow and trembling.Amos was humiliated inside, mocked and called a failed man. But he wasn't. He toiled to make sure his daughter and wife got the best of their necessities and demands.Even though he was just a poor photographer, he never for once neglected his obligations.They were all in the picture, but Lisa ripped out.She stabbed them. She kept secrets, and now she built a cold wall to compress them. Just how cruel and heartless was she to have her own kin....her daughter tossed in the rain like she was never worth a thing!For a moment, Amos admitted he'd failed her daughter. He couldn't give her shelter now that Lisa ripped their shade. She

10p.m. The rain was pounding hard, the droplets were harsher than earlier. Amos stood on the pavement of Bobo flex apartment, the rain drifting to him, making his clothes even more sobby and loose.Poor Rose.She nestled on his father's shoulder, his skin pale as a ghost, shivering feverishly to the cold.Amos's heart sank. The pattering sound of the rain a cruel Rhythm to his spinning thoughts. He couldn't have imagined Lisa could be cruel to this extent.Even if she detested him, what about Rose. What was the innocent girl's crime? Wasn't she the same kid she sheltered in her belly for nine months?She was her kin...her blood. Blood is thicker than water they say, but Lisa had spilled venom in it. Blood is just liquid. Toxic. Just water. Rose was nothing to her!How cruel and heartless was she then?She paid thrice the rent to have them evacuated into the cold night. To flash her clout? Or to have Amos crawling back to her, pleading helplessly, a vile reminder that she was everythin

************ Benjamin swallowed hard. Director Jack's words were clear. This was a threat. Betray him the job or die! He believed there won't be betrayal. He'd never get affectionate with any woman, and it won't happen at the expense of his life. He only uses women and jumped to the next. Even though he had no dime, his handsome look was his charm on them. Deal of no love— that was it. He didn't understand why. But the price was tempting. "30,000 per week." Director Jack had said. Benjamin knew that there was no going back. He needed the money. He just needed it. He'd spent nine years in prison after he set up while shifting hard drugs. This was freedom. Another good chance to have his dormant account breathing again. "You're living another life now. Not that ex- convict. Not as the poor Benjamin. You're now someone much more," He Said. "You're the rich charming dude. Everything will be taken care of for this mission; Apartment, essembles, everything needed to make your job wo

"Where am I?" Benjamin rasped, talking normally under water without choking on his breath as any normal human would have.He swam out of the water, sea predators parting way for him as though they sensed a more dangerous Aura around him.Immediately his feet touched the shore, the night air was strange on his body. His cloth clung to his skin, soggy, dripping retained water.Benjamin looked at his body strangely. Blood blotted, telling stories of an attack he wasn't aware about. "Where I'm I," He toned, still assessing his body. "Did I just reincarnate into a human body?! Earth...." His voice caught under his breath.He shifted his look to the disturbing ocean, and he lifted his one arm mid-air. "Water," He mumbled, his eyes locked on the crashing turbulence which buffeted ships. "It worships me in Elyndra..." His voice grew firm and commanding as he focused on the crashing ocean waves. "...as the supreme Lord of Elyndra, I command you to stop!" Nothing happened. The ocean rolled