Shrouded in Desolation

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I don’t know whether it's true or not, as I see a lot of girls who drool over handsome faces, money, fame, and everything else. A lot of girls approach me daily or when I want to go to a pub or bar to get some relaxation. I have only seen these types of girls and never met anyone who is like you," Xavier said to her, taking her hand into his hands.

There is no response from her, and he already knows she won’t be able to reply, and still he doesn’t know to whom he is saying all these things. He just wanted to talk to her, thinking that she would respond to his talks and would respond to him.

He sat there, looking at her and thinking about something. He didn’t move from there for a bit, either. The time went from seconds to minutes and minutes to hours, but she didn’t open her eyes.

14 hours passed in a blink of an eye. He didn't have food; he didn’t even have a drop of water.

The doctor came to check on her two hours later, and seeing what Xavier f