Anthony's POV
Gia is not in bed when I wake the next day. That is something I could get used to. I came back late yesterday and had a long gym session in an attempt to avoid her. My meeting with Mr Botha has disintegrated the little pretension I had left. It has opened the cap of the anger I have had buried deep inside me ever since I was arrested. And the more I see Azania in my mind, the angrier I get.
I have a game plan and I have to see it through to the end, but I don't know how much more of this fake shit I can take.
The headache I went to bed with is the same headache I wake with. Not that I'm complaining. I got a decent amount of sleep for the first time in a long ass time.
Well, as decent a sleep can ever be with your lover's face haunting it.