NINETEEN Loop of Darkness

A gasp escaped from me as that far-fetched memory splashed into my mind, drowning me in the edge of disbelief. It couldn't be, I thought. I shook my head while my eyes were shut. When was the last time I talked to her? Maybe a week ago?! After that slapping incident at my bar, she never contacted me again. Although I had updates with her activities every single day, hearing her voice and laughs was different.

I knew that she went out with that Harry Volkov twice. They had dinner on the first night and went to an amusement park the next day. They're both happy, and my girl was giggling like she just went back to her teenage years.

"Dakota Weasly!" I mumbled her name, like a bitter-sweet medicine stuck in my throat.

I had to find my way out here. I had to clear things up. I needed some updates on what happened after the shoot-out. But how? I was like inside of an invisible loop of time, I couldn't escape at all.

"Focalizzare, Martin (Focus)!" I told myself as I glanced around. Dark wrap