Chapter 27

Adrian Flashes of images hit me in fragments, a girl with whom I fall in love, her rejection, my accident and my revenge against her. I open my eyes like a bolt from the blue to my wife's anxious orbs looking at me with flowing wetness and our baby sleeping in her arms. "Adrian" she aspirates perturbed tracing her hand on my upper arm. My thoughts again go scattered and befuddled like I am the lone sailor who came back to conscience after a storm that hit years ago.  The same agonizing pain strikes me. I hold my head in the suffering and my eyes   close automatically giving rise to another wave of memories. My one night stand in dopiness with the girl, Aa...Amaira Witmore, yes her name was Amaira..Amaira Witmore. She decided to end me when I destroyed her business but fell in the pit thyself that she dug for me. How am I concerned with the woman now? My sanity tries to intervene even in this vulnerable situation. She is my past and even more has no chance of coming back in my life a