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Almyra's POV,

I jumped up from my bed waiting for what today would bring, the time was just few minutes past four.

"Do the calms Al," I whispered to myself and breathed in slowly before letting it all out. "It won't be long before morning arrive."

Slowly, I rose to my feet and approached the sitting room.

"What the fuck?!!" My heart almost fell from my mouth as I clutched my chest tightly.

"Did you even think this is funny?!" I yelled annoyingly, with my gaze strictly set at Keith.

He sat down there without saying a word. "So what's my offense?" He asked with a blank expression.

I sat opposite him and crossed my hands across my chest. "You scared the hell out of me can't you see?"

He shrugged. "I'm sorry."

The look on his face was something that needed to be studied and I did that immediately.

"What happened?" I whispered with a lean in. "Don't tell me nothing cause I have a lot of reasons for asking you that question."

I saw him tighten his grip on the bottle of wine in his hand.