Chapter – 17
One step at a time. It gets easier when the pressure of ‘hurry’ vanishes.
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“Sorry, but I'm leaving. Tell Emmi that I left.” I abruptly stood up from the chair, took my bag, and jolted away as far as possible from him before I say something I will regret later. Better be far from this psycho.
I don’t know why at this moment when my heart was hanging at my throat and my mind was telling me to stay away from him, I was happy, happy that he had that letter in his wallet. Although, I can’t think of any single reason why he would do that. But still, I was happy that he still remembered who I was. I always thought he must’ve forgotten me long ago. But it seemed different to him.
I was in the hallway when I realized he was actually following me. Maybe he still has something lef
