"Stop there"
I startled at the sudden loud voice. I turned my head towards it's direction. There I saw him standing near our bedroom door. Or should I say his bedroom? He kept on staring at me angrily while my fingers are trembling. I gulped loudly...
A surprise update! I'm busy AF, guys. I've written down this chapter like 5 days ago. Mentally bunking all of my classes, pretending as if I'm taking notes, this is how I write the story. And this is how much I love you guys! and my story! (between the classes are boring to hell)
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Faiza's Pov:
"Uff. Thank god, you're here.", I breathed out calming my racing breathe, I let the fresh air wash out my lungs as I stepped closer to where she is sitting and staring plainly at nothing. As always, she didn't acknowledge my presence as she continued staring at somewhere aimlessly.
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"This is our last day in this university. And you're here spending it in an old dusty laboratory. While I'm spending it running all over the campus searching for you. Wait a minute. Why am I searching for you? God, why?", I scratched my forehead trying to remember the thing I wanted to say to her. But then I saw how dark the place was. It would be completely dark if it wasn't the sun rays peeking through the windows. "Hey, what're you doing here?"
With my hands on my hips, I stood in front of her. She finally looked up at me saying, "I miss him.", in a low tone.
Again she went back to the staring thing, I'm not gonna lie, it pisses me off to another level.
"Miss who?", I asked confusedly. In no way, her husband is relatable to this creepy laboratory.
"Faaris.", she made a sad smile which would make you wonder how one person can be so quick to love people easily and suffer herself for it.
"This is where we first met. This laboratory is exactly where I met him for the first time. I don't know but the memories came rushing back to my mind making me come here.", she whispered.
Her words made sense to me, my brother and she always seemed to be really good friends though he used to show off his flirty mouth sometimes. They've always been for each other at the toughest times when they needed each other.
I looked around and smiled as the memories played in the back of my mind. I caught her eyes staring at the cupboard lost in thoughts, where she locked him in stupidly.
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