WARNING!
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE!
They say that when we die, all of our memories when we still alive will come back. When the hard object hit the back of my head, I remember how every morning mom woke me up. I remember how mom kissed me on the face and in a soft voice called me to breakfast, and for some reason the memory when I'm with Gruvv suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Gruvv stood in the doorway with his arms folded in front of his chest, in my memory he was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with half-wet hair. He always looked so handsome in those clothes. He smiled broadly as he looked at me.
Is he always like that? Looking at me with a big smile on his face? Or is it just because it's my imagination?
Ah, he must be worried about me....
I don't know what happened, Am I dying? Why did I see Mom and Gruvv?
