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ry sure his mother heard him clearly. "But my son...."his mother tried to reply calmly " Son?" He laughed dryly "Very funny mother" he said sarcastically. She turned sil

t for you to comprehend" he hissed and walked out. Marcus got into his car and regretted immediately for shouting at Grace unnecessarily, she wasn't even the one that annoyed him. He hit his steering wheel hard, a lot of emotions swirled inside him. "I really need to get in control of my emotions" he spoke to himself Grace stood behind the window and watched him drive off. Marcus drove to work silently. On a good day he would have listened to one or two tracks from his favourite musician Bob Marley. Even after his death, Marcus still adored Robert as he fondly called him. He drove into his office compound roughly. "Good morning sir" the gateman greeted with smile plastered all over his face. Marcus looked at the man, nodded his head in response to his greeting. He came down from the car and walked briskly inside his company and just ignored whatever greetings he received from his staff. He went straight to his cubicle, he really needed time alone. He thought. "What has time alone ever done, it's not like it's going to make anything better" "I've literally been alone all these years and nothing has ever changed, still feeling the pains from twenty years ago" he hissed He slumped on his black leather chair, relaxed a bit a