When I got home, I looked out the window at the entrance of the community. The mother and son were still begging there. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I felt like that mentally disabled person was staring directly at me on the sixteenth floor and gave me a sinister smile.

I had a bad feeling again.

My intuition told me that this mother and son wouldn’t give up easily,

The worst part was that they knew where I lived now,

And from what I knew about the mentally disabled person, once he developed feelings for me,

He would stop at nothing to get me,

And his murderer father, Nathan Reed would fulfill all his needs.

If Nathan got out of prison, our lives would be in danger again.

So, I had to get rid of them before that happened and make sure they couldn't retaliate.

Exhausted from the fright, I fell into a deep sleep.

I woke up from a nightmare.

It was already three in the morning.

I dreamt again of my parents being killed and myself being tortured in the previous life.

The physical pain and psychological humiliation felt so real, reminding me that it wasn't just a dream, but something that had actually happened.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Suddenly, there was an urgent knocking at the door, and my heart started pounding again.

I rushed out and stopped my dad from opening the door.

I made a shushing gesture to him and looked through the peephole.

Sure enough, I saw the bulging eyes of Aaron pressed against the peephole.

I was so frightened that I took a huge step back.

Covering my heart, I tried to calm myself down.

My mom came out after hearing the knocking.

She helped me to the sofa.

Fortunately, the knocking only continued for two or three times before Aaron seemed to leave.

But the next second, the neighbor's door started knocking.

The male owner of the neighboring house, Ian Cooper was a martial arts coach.

He loved to teach troublemakers a lesson.

If he got woken up by Aaron, there would surely be an exciting scene.

I listened to the knocking get louder and louder, praying that Ian would wake up.

And give Aaron a good beating.

But to my surprise, it was the female owner, Alice Bell who opened the door.

She had just said, “I’ll take the delivery."

And she screamed, “Honey, there’s a bad person here.”

As the door swung wide open with a bang.

I heard the sound of someone being kicked to the ground and Aaron’s pained cries.

The sounds of a scuffle ended with a series of crashes.