Bala (1)
Do you know what it's like to wait? Waiting for Rose to open her eyes. Waiting for her to spit out cold and piercing words from her red lips again. Waiting... It feels like you are in the middle of a hurricane. Your body stays above ground, but you can't move anywhere as the wind churns loudly and strongly around you. For the umpteenth time, Victor bowed his head above his knees. Both of his hands rubbed his hair that began to lengthen beyond his ears. He sighed long. "It's already day eight," Victor said more to himself. His mouth movement made him realize that he had not shaved that month. His facial hair grew exponentially. Especially since Rose became unconscious. He almost never left her room. His eye bags got thicker. In recent days, the man had been staying up late to take care
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