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Chapter 23

Author: Jay_Chula
last update Last Updated: 2023-06-09 23:54:53

“Good night,” Antonio let out to me and lay peacefully on his side of the bed. He wrapped the duvet which stopped around his waist. He faced the roof like he normally does when sleeping.

I was mute with tears in my eyes. I didn’t know why I even felt the way I felt. I don’t know why I felt some kind of pang In my chest. I wasn’t even sure if it was a lipstick on his shirt. It might have been blood as usual. Probably it was just my thoughts running wild. Numerous thoughts scrambled into my head and it made my head ache.

I tucked my hands inside and left them on my chest. Minutes had passed since Antonio turned off the light and slept. I wasn’t so sure if he had slept off yet but I presumed he had. I pulled off the bed and dropped my legs on the floor. I felt cold which grasped my legs. My heart was pumping blood rapidly.

My phone chimed. I turned to check who it was from because since I got married, I hadn’t gotten any message from my family nor had I gotten a call from them. I mea
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