Chapter 6. NostalgiaKENYA POVThe following morning came to with an empty house. A horrifying sense of Deja Vu raked over my whole body with cold fingers when I woke up staring at the ceiling of my past... It felt like I had just gotten into the wheel of time, and I was back to five years ago before things turned sour and unholy!My room was exactly how I left it; a white ceiling, cream walls, a matching carpet, and cream bed sheets. Everything was just as minimal as it had been 4 years ago, and I hated how the whole place seemed to be untouched by the hands of the clock. Even the stuffed toys I left on the floor were still there, yet the place was as neat as it could get. There was no doubt Anna kept it clean, waiting for me to lick my wounds and finally come back home.I hopped off the bed, took a small tour around the house, and let the forgotten memories wash over me like a Summer waterfall. My fingers grazed the walls, touched the shiny surfaces of our townhouse, sniffed the pil
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