It was a perfect
morning for everyone, no one had the premonition of what would likely be. Even
a soothsayer wouldn’t have been believed if he had said that before hand.
Things were moving just the way it should before then. They used to be love
birds.
J Don as he is fondly
called by his admirers has this innocent look, doesn’t seem like one who could
hurt a fly, he used to be the dream of every girl in the neighbourhood, because
he wasn’t known for being a flirt, neither is he
