Shemika
I took a cab to the location Cruz sent to me and I hurried into the house like someone that's being chased.
The place was beautiful from the outside, but the moment I stepped inside the room, it smelled of old wood and dampness.
This was similar to where I grew up, in poverty and suffering, but the moment I stepped into Wet Nights, I forgot about everything. I lived in sweetness afterwards, if not for the surfacing problems so far.
My footsteps were slow and calculative like a predator monitoring his prey.
"You don't have to come in this way!" Cruz suddenly spoke from behind.
I jolted and immediately turned around, shocked to see Cruz. It's really him! Cruz is alive!
He was leaning against the wall, his eyes pinning me down that I couldn't even say a word or move an inch.
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