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~Cali~
Cold night loomed over Manhattan. Everyone headed home for the weekend, and I’m still in the office, working overtime again.
I sighed, deciding to call it a day, holding my bag in one hand and my phone with the other, stepping inside the lift. I was still answering a few important emails while returning the greetings of the few night shift employees on the way to the basement parking.
I yelped when a quick hand snatched my phone and bag. “What the-“ a hand covered my mouth. I stumbled back up to the car behind me, and blazing honey brown eyes met my widened green ones.
I dreaded the day I would see him again. He invaded my dreams, my paintings, and my mind, but seeing him in person has proven to be another kind of reality. An unnerving kind.
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