“Raya?" I heard a faint yet deep voice from my sleep. I must still be dreaming about David moaning my name as he reached climax, ramming me from behind, gripping onto my waist and pulling on my hair. He moaned louder and louder, not once slowing down, until he exploded into me, blurting out my name when he did. “Raya," I heard again. “Wake up." I was being delicately shoved back and forth, causing my eyes to flutter open. I opened my eyes to the image of Rain bent over me. I closed them again only to fling them open. When I was certain Rain was definitely standing in front of me, I sprung out of bed. “Whoa," he exclaimed. “It's just me, Raya." He said quickly, but I wasn't worried about him. I was worried about David. With a pounding heart, I looked to the other side of the bed. There was no sign of life. I scanned around the entire small apartment but there was not a single trace of him or the activities we did the night before. The place was spicy and
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