It was suffering, yet my constant thoughts were mum and job…
A burning sensation in my veins, from head to toes like the blood in my veins and nerves were going to explode, splashing all over the place.
The more the sensation increased the harder it became for me to breathe.
Then suddenly… breath stopped... and there is no one around to rescue me.
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"Dinner is served, sir," Bertha came into my office to announce and she left. It was a Sunday yet I was plunged into work since morning.