Damian's POV
"Please, you have to tell me,"
I thought of a billion things all at once, like the flowers I had gotten over the week, the cold riddle, does this person have anything to do with it?
"Who?"
"Samantha Sinclair, your wife!" The said spat in utter bitterness.
"That bitch cursed our lives the moment she stepped into it! Because she has money! And power she took everything from us! God damnit" she began to hyperventilate, her husband held her hand, then he took her out of the room.
I was still in shock.
Sammy?
Why would Samantha? Oh wait! How? When? Sammy took their daughter's body to do what, I became breathless, desperately in need of air and some clarification, my palm perspired, and I tried to curb it by constantly rubbing my palm on my trousers but I might as well have developed a sweating problem all of sudden.