Seventy-seventh Chapter

“Can I at least come in, Raya?"

With one good look at him, I quickly decided my answer was no. I didn't want to let him in, so I pushed the door to a close.

"Oh c'mon Raya,” he stopped the flat item in motion, halfway to its destination. “Please," he didn't push back, speaking through the space that was left in a calm tone. “I just want to talk,” he said again when I didn't respond.

"Please.”

With my fingers gripping the door handle, I struggled with my decision to shut the object in his face. He was the last person I wanted to set my eyes on, let alone speak to, after the stunt he pulled the last time he paid an unsolicited visit.

“Raya if you're going to be comfortable talking out here in the hall, I don't mind,"

His voice came through once again. I couldn't see his face because the door was halfway shut, but I could hear desperation underneath his tone.

“I just really want to talk. Nothing more."

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