Sherry's POV - Meeting with K

I nervously walked into the dimly lit pawn shop, the smell of musty old items and cigarettes filling my nostrils. I approached the counter where K was sitting, his beady eyes staring at me.

"Hey, Sherry," he said, a hint of malice in his voice. "You are finally here!"

I swallowed hard, trying to calm my nerves. His shop was the dirtiest place on earth that I had seen apart from the dump yard.

"Hi ,K, I'm here to talk to you. Tell me what was it that you wanted to hear? I said I will be giving you back your money by... "

"Ah, Sherry, good to see you too. Don't worry about the money for now. Come and have a seat. "

He cut me off before I could complete. I have to admit I didn't need to meet him per se. I could have easily handed his money back the next week and blocked his contact.

But I was there. In a place that made me very very uncomfortable. Why was I there? Was it to take my mind off Ryan? Or was it some sort of a rebellion because he didn't want me to come to K?

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