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soul artist playing on the turntable. Martini in hand and star

y, shutting my eyes for a moment. The room seemed to emit a rosy scent all of a sudden. I knew my mind was p

reath and exh

een entire 48 hours since we last spoke bu

her again but, Sierra and I had dated for a year now. I knew better than anyone that she did

I placed the glass back on the small table by my left and then tore myself away from

my eyes did not leave that nirvanic

ut you, Sierra.

the quiet atmosphere of the villa. Reluctantly,

Grand

e. It'

r but... you nee

rk?" exhaustion

bout..." he

ut w

he bungalow on

I straightened up, gripping

the news.

y with my pacing footsteps. I swiped the r

es say she was intentional about it. Reports coming in further clarify this and also reveal that she has been scarce and somewhat de

e remote shaking in

e remote shaking in

A tear slipping down. I shut my eyes for a

She can't be... Si

d and gave way, I crumbled. The sofa caught me. I held back my tears

nto pieces on the wall. I rammed a leg at the Orion co

thing helped. I had her gruesome picture in my head. Her bruised eyes were ope

st have called out for

Go

n. Air-conditioning on full blast and yet

this time, I let them. I slumped on t

. I killed her. I kept the truth from her now it kill

again, sat there, disquiet. A hand over my lip

us, everything we shared, like

t like morning would never come. Like I ha

e into a disturbed slumber. I wo

bread, white tea and a richly-made salad. I forgot

off. Now alone in the Blue

cold. Her mother had been hospitalized, she collapsed after she heard th

e-tiled room that reeked of detergen

losed eyes. She looked like she was sleep

zzled- ont

sor

ke. I took s

told you what happened that night. This

in overwhelmed me. My eyes, half closed and my

something to happe

t my

s they pushed open. Some

Grand

eone was

ay, Ge

ly urgent. You

him. He jolted back, strugg

e that I need s

rl. Someone saw her. He

rowed. I sta

d you ju

**

filming birds in the adjacent b

down the Hostel's passagewa

change for it. I told him you would pa

with the inscription 333 on the far top. He wiggled the

azines. Comics littered on the bed. But what really caught my attention was the uncanny similarity in his taste o

di

turning his screen so I co

my teeth. Head raised slightly. Before

erra wobbled forward and off the building. My f

p as

ootage. There was a pixelated figure just one

ommit suicide.

e tell th

m far be

d, cutting me short, abruptly. My phone was ringing. I

k. Write him a check

last I heard as I slipped into the passageway, heading up a

er be good

me like an employee of yours, is n

a scrowl o

sgow." I put

. Your fancy smancy reputation co

returned

a hand in her death, I

ink you should be worr

athed with the distastef

n't tou

ly will when they learn that the Immaculat