Jeramaine's POV
‘Hey Polina. I heard.'
No answer
‘I feel very sorry about what happened'
No answer
‘Do you want to talk? Let's meet.'
Location pinned.
Alright, I thought.
The location Polina had given me brought me away from the bustling city to a quieter part of town through a very narrow but magical pedestrian street. It was like a hidden gem where not many people know of but those who do are loyal to this place. When I finally arrived, I was standing in front of a modest cottage-like shop.
“Hello?"
I greeted as I pushed the door and the bell rang when I walked inside. The walls were bare. The floor and the windows were covered by plastic tarp. There were traces of paint across and a paint roller propped up against one of the walls.
“You made it." A voice echoed as Polina appe
