Dexter

The Moon Goddess should be over and done with me already. I cursed internally as my eyes met the ray of light.

Why wasn’t I dead yet? I hated this painful existence. My bruised body still ached.

I adjusted myself on the bed as I recalled the events playing back in my head.

The brutal beating George gave me. Kia's presence in the dungeon, and me here.

"I can see you are awake now," his loud voice spoke as he sipped on a cup, his glittering outfit threatening to blind me. Was every day a ...