“The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing…not healing, not curing…that is a friend who cares.”
— Henri Nouwen
Alivia POV
“ Who was that man you kissed, Alivia, and where had he taken you? I don't understand, what are you talking about?” Emma asked me suspiciously.
“ An empty hall, full of darkness. No people were existing there even not a single bulb was enlightened there, just darkness. Perhaps that place was the basement of this club but literally, that place was too scary. “, I explained to her in a brittle voice.
“What the f**k? How dare he lead you to go there. Tell me what happened after that. He didn't molest you, did he?” Emma asked in wrath.
“As we rea
