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8: Messy Mind

Author: FELZ
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-01 09:11:13

From my window, I watch him stroll down the walkway. He gets into his sports car and zooms off.

A cloud of brown dust and the faint sound of his car… are what remains of him.

Once upon a time, my world was bubbly until it crumbled in a heap and happiness departed just like him.

‘Can you at least enjoy the moment, Tessa?’

A part of my mind gets into battle with the other.

Frankly, it feels so surreal.

It's like I'm living in a dream that will soon fold up on me.

I pull away from the window. I'm already on my boss's bad side. Delaying work requests will only worsen things.

As I scroll through the series of texts, the credit alert from the day before stares at me.

500,000$

‘Tessa… freaking think.’

I shut my eyes and take a relaxed breath to block out the bad-provoking ideas in my head

'Who fucking gives a stranger five hundred thousand dollars without anything in return?'

My head is blank. I hate to admit to the possibility of that.

‘A nice guy, huh.’ I try to dissuade the t
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