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Niylah’s POV

That was definitely weird.

It was weirder than normal, even for Henry. Why did he have to go into such a disgusting level of detail over a simple question? ‘Where’s Alex’ didn’t warrant much of an answer at all. A simple ‘He went to the bathroom,’ would’ve been fine. Hell, Henry could’ve just said Alex had to run. He didn’t even have to explain where exactly Alex went for me to catch a hint.

“He’s such a—” I stopped myself before the thought could fully form. Five hours was more than enough to cry over a man who didn’t even spare a second glance my way.

As I sipped on the lukewarm water I felt a heaviness in my chest. Exhaustion weighed me down, both emotionally and physically. All I wanted to do was sleep and forget the heartache. I curled myself up in bed, ignoring the world around me, and tried my best to fall into a deep slumber. But sleep would never come.

No matter what I tried, it was impossible to shut my brain off completely. Not even the imagery of sheep could s