❝ I know. I could be happy until midnight if I wanted to. But what about after midnight? What about two AM? What about four AM? What about months and even years later?
I don't want to let him in knowing sometime in the future I'd have to let him go...
Recent chapters have been really tense because we're approaching the climax of the story 🤭 get ready!
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Abnosh quietly turned the knob, allowing the dull hallway light to flood into the room and lighting up a place that had turned dark, dreary, and cold.
Daneen stepped in after Abnosh, feeling her way around the cold walls until she touched a set of switches. Daneen turned them all on, her vision turning spotty but seconds later adjusting to the room-or whatever was left of it.
Abnosh paced around, stopping right before a tall brown cabinet. As Abnosh pushed the drawers open, friction produced a screech. Abnosh looked at Daneen apologetically.
"What are you doing here?" Fareeda's voice echoed in the empty room, and Daneen immediately retracted her hand from a glass ornament.
"Paying a visit to the room of the man you never had time for," Abnosh replied.
Fareeda looked like she wanted to say something, but chose not to. "Dinner's ready."
Abnosh stared at the empty bed, layered in dust while Fareeda avoided looking directly at anything. Daneen's curiosity piqued.
Abnosh turned around and walked out, her straight black hair flying behind her, leaving Fareeda and Daneen in a room that reeked of broken promises.
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