“The past is a very determined ghost, haunting every chance it gets.”
Laura Miller.
Anastasia’s POV
I step out of the club, the cool night air enveloping me like a shroud. The neon lights fade into the distance as I walk away, my heels clicking on the pavement.
A long night at the club has taken its toll. My feet ache, and my eyes feel heavy probably because it’s my first night at the VIP. I feel the impact heavily. All I want is to crawl into my bed and forget the world.
As I got down from the bus, I still had to walk home as my house was still miles away from the bus stop, the city's sounds, people to their workplace early in the morning, honking horns. While some people are walking fast to get to their workplace early. I’m barely trying to drag my feet home, I’m so exhausted.
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