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Kaya’s POV.
The cold air fans onto my skin, seeping chills that would have my body shaking any other day, but lost deep into my thoughts, my senses aren’t very caring about my body.
Disregarding the harsh weather, I remain on the balcony, staring ahead into the forest. Because of the absence of the moon in the sky and no light to reflect any radiating rays, it looks like a block of wall.
Ever since I heard about the triplets dying on their thirtieth birthday, I couldn’t bring myself to enjoy today. There’s something about the feeling that has arisen since that time. It’s now deep into the night, and I just had to distance myself so I could attempt to cleanse my thoughts.
I’m troubled. Honestly, a few months ago, I would have been happy. Hell, I even recall some times when I wished
