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"Common in , I'll drop you ."
He said .

" no it's alright-"

" come in Ann!!!"
He ordered.

"I said ... I can go !!! "
I bashed back , not anymore with his controlling others behaviour.

" *Sigh , I'm Sorry!!!! I'm sorry. Let me help you alright???? I know you' re getting late."
Better.

I sat inside, and he drove off .... thankfully he didn't say a word which I was grateful for . We reached just 5 minutes early, salute to his fast driving . Opening the car door , but before I walk away .

" thank you for the help William. I owe you "

" no problem"
he said .
And i ran out inside the building....

★★★....

And just like that , my daily routine started.... everyday I cry to get up from my sleep and cry to go to college, cry to go to work .cry to cook, cry when I get periods , cry when I would be stuck between work and study.... there were days where I was forced to choose between job and my studies, but whenever I was on the verge of giving up Kevin was there to be my strength. Day's pass just like that . But slowly I got used to it . Somedays I got up before the alarm turned on , some days I started to go early to catch the bus so that at least some days I would get to sit . But standing for hours didn't mind me . I got used to jetlag, and stopped using painkillers. Winter passed , spring passed.... but not for a single sec I felt alone , Kevin was by my side always , he kept his promise . Not like we started to live in , but yes ... we spent a lot of weekends together, going on movie nights,

 we spent a lot of weekends together, going on movie nights,

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or some nights we sleep over in each other's places. But usually he comes here to accompany me for my movie marathon.....

Sometimes at his place

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Sometimes at his place ....

Sometimes at his place

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