Chapter 30: Trust The Guy
. . . Clank! . . My eyes shot open and I look at the time on my wristwatch on my bedside table. It was 12.30 in the morning. Clank! I sit straight and rub my eyes. I walk towards my closet and take out a stole and drape it around my body before I walked towards the balcony. I saw him standing down, looking at me with a straight face. It wasn't his usual expression, it was very different, I couldn't read it. He was wearing a sweatshirt and pants, his muscles stretching the material of his shirt. "I've made some decision," I say, looking at my hands and avoid his gaze. "I know." He replied, almost immediately. My head jerks towards him and I try to break and read his expression but still I wasn't able to. He was like a completely different person. Was he always like that or did
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