Rana
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Everything around us seems to fade as I look at Tristan. I know it has to be done but I can’t stop my hands from shaking. Every second I look at the key in Tristan’s hand, I feel the pressure on my chest increasing. I guide the hand I’m holding to my other wrist and nod firmly.
‘Are you sure?’ But before he can say anything else I answer.
‘Yes. I don’t know what’s going to happen but whatever happens promise me you don’t stop before those things are off.’
‘Rana-‘
‘Promise me.’
‘You know, I never break a promise.’
‘I hope so. When all this is over everything’s going to be different. I just can feel it.’
Without saying anything else but looking intensely into my eyes I feel the fine side of the key cutting into my skin. Gently he goes up and down carefully. His gaze now
