Chapter 10

• It's been an hour since I have settled down in my office. There are so many files on my desk I'm supposed to be working on, but the scenes in my head are becoming a distraction. I'm having some memory flashbacks of how I cried over last night's punch from the hand of that little dumpling called Hana. She must be looking down on me deep in her mind, thinking I'm such a funny piece of work.
• Will killing her make me to stop feeling so embarrassed about what happened between us?
• If only it will.