Most people in the Packhouse were already asleep by the time I walked in. It was good this way. No one would talk to me or ask me any silly questions.
As I approached my bedroom, I saw that someone was standing outside my bedroom. I frowned when I recognized who it was. What was she doing here?!
She was the last person that I wanted to see.
I wanted to turn back and leave but would I go back to Sheila's hotel room? I didn't want to do that.
Besides, I was already here. So I did not see a need for me to leave because of her. She was the one standing outside my door.
Why should I leave because of her?
I continued to walk to my bedroom. She turned around when I got to the door. A smile lit up on her face but it fell off her face when she saw that I was not smiling back at her.
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