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2024-10-29 19:42:56“What?!” my blood didn’t boil. No, it thickened - fast, like molten lava slipping within each vein, looking for a way out. It tickles every nerve ending in my body, teasing me to let out my fury to the world.
“It’s not their choice,” Xavier explained, stepping further into the dimness.
“I don’t care!” I hissed, succumbing to my anger. My foot began tracing the pattern of the Persian rug laid on the floor. Each skid of my flat shoes sounds like the wheels of a drifting car. “The nerve of that bitch to set foot in my house!”
“Zia, calm down.” He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his jean’s pocket, lighting it up, taking a long drag before puffing out the smoke in the dimmed light of the balcony. Leaning on the stone railing, he had one palm gripping the edges while the other held the slow burning cig.
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