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Ayesha woke up in a fright. She yanked her hand back from the invisible grip and scrambled away from the darkness until her back hit the bed frame. Her lips trembled. Her eyes scanned the room, feasting on every bit of light it saw. It didn’t take long to realise where she was. 

The suitcase on her bed, clumsily packed with clothes falling out the sides, made her stop. Then she remembered her frantic actions when she returned from Dimitri’s place. Her words rioted in her mind, blossoming her headache as she recalled arguing with Joseph. 

She sniffed, using the bed to help herself up from the floor. With fresh tears 

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