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The Fuck?

HAZEL-

It's been 24 hours since Mister Mirza revealed to me such devastating details of the webs of deceit I am tangled in.

I haven't slept all night, there are bags under my eyes and my clothes are as disarrayed as the day Imran abused me.

Khalil implored me to eat the food he would sneak away into my room but it was left untouched.

I haven't even taken a brush to my hair and nor a bath. I don't know when it occurred but I ended up drifting into a restless nap eventually. I dreamt the same dream where my mother's voice admonishes me to hold tight to the rope of Faith. I awoke with a jolt of loud music booming from downstairs along with scores of voices hooting and laughing.

Imran is probably having a party now that Mister Mirza's away for a day.

My tummy aches from the lack of food and my tongue feel extremely parched from the lack of water. I rub my eyes for a few seconds thinking over the fragments of my dream.

Immediate guilt washes over me for the reason that I have not heeded my
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