#Chapter58
Ranvijay
I had received a late-night call six months back from an unknown international number after two days of my reaching back to India. Thinking about the new mafia or other alliance when I did pick that up, I found it was none but Sylvia. I was told only two sentences but I bet the first one was the one that sounded sweeter than anything in the world.
/"Myra is fine./"
Yes. I wanted to play that voice a thousand times in my mind. Myra is fine and what else I can expect. I left Italy not because I was threatened by Arthur, but to respect Sylvia and their words. The second part of her statement hurt me too much. Am I her doom?
Sylvia's next statement stabbed me like anything.
/"Don't be the reason for her pain again./"