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As soon as Bryson got closer to me, somehow I saw his face clearer in the dime light coming from my bedroom.
His eyebrow was bleeding badly. The blood ran down his cheek with the heavy water flowing from his hair.
“What happened?” I asked walking closer to him.
I grabbed his face and observed the cut carefully.
Oh my Allah (god).
“What guy was watching you?” he asked seriously, bringing my hands down from his face.
“I-I don't know. It was just a shadow, I think…” I said.
“You think? Madina you need to tell me what you saw” Bryson said raising his voice.
“Shh, can you please calm down? My family is sleeping” I said.
Bryson closed his eyes and clenched his jaw.
He grabbed my hand pulling me towards the end of my balcony.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“We need to go somewhere. I seriously need to talk to you” he said dragging me down.
“I'll go down first, then you jump and I'll help you down” he said.
“Are you crazy?! I can't leave my house in the middle of the night Bryson” I said pulling my hand away from his.
“I need to talk to you!” he yelled.
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