Chapter # 07

O rose thou art sick!

The invisible worm,

That flies in the night,

In the howling storm,

Has found out thy bed

Of crimson joy;

And his dark secret love

Does the life destroy.

_William Blake

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Alim's P.O.V

Arya was sitting beside me and the feeling of having her near me was the only thing I felt in years. I didn't know what I felt but every time I saw her something tugged at my heart.

I held her hand in mine and unlike other times she didn't try to pry it away. It was the only contact I could have and I was never going to let it go. I was lost in her when her phone made a noise. It was her mom's call. I listened to it.

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