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Have you ever heard of a Literature student dealing with guns and criminals? Probably only in Shakespearean art, but now we are in...
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Ooof! So we reach CHAPTER THIRTY!!! Indeeeeeeed a long journey, bro! I hope you are enjoying the book as much as I am (writing it.)
Question for the update is:
Are you a takeaway person or a dine in one?
I am so lazy, that I'll always call for a takeaway rather than getting ready.
Not edited.
So, this chapter is very close to my heart.
I hope you all like it!
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I rub my eyes, glancing at the wall clock seeing it's three in the morning. The doorbell rings again and I suppress a yawn, trudging towards the door. I pass the sofa, seeing my t-shirt lying on it, I pick it up and wear it in a swift motion.
Unlocking the door, I rub my eyes trying to wipe off the sleep.
"Inaayat?" I confirm when I still see her standing.
Is she here, at 3 AM?
"Yea.." She softly replies. The remaining drowsiness is wiped off my brain when I take in her appearance. Her forehead is bleeding, she has a bruise on her chin, her knees are bleeding too.
"What happened to you?" I ask her instantly. I move back, asking her to come inside. She is limping and almost pulling her left leg as she moves.
Her elbows-what the heck has happened to her.
"Ah-" She starts but stops.
"Why are you staring at me?" She changes her sentence, observing my look.
"You were crying, weren't you?" I take a step forward seeing her puffy eyes.
"I was. I spoke to Sameer-"
"He did this to you! Did he hit you? Why the heck did you talk to him at this time-ALONE? You know he is a prospective guilty, why did you-" I stop speaking when I don't see her in front.
