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Chapter 17

It's a profound realization when the villain of your story transforms into a character, full of nuances and contradictions. He wasn't bad; he was merely a man navigating the complexities of his own narrative.

-Unknown.

|A L E E Z A|

The next four days passed with the speed of a plane. Kirill still lives in the same house as mine, that means my house itself. Because my right hand decided to play hooky, leaving me to fend for myself. Our talks? Well, they're more like nods and those awkward glances you give when you accidentally make eye contact with a stranger.

Since that night in the scary forest, we haven't argued much. We haven't argued at all. We just simply ignore each other's existence. Well, it is not as simple as it sounds because whenever Kirill is in the same vicinity as mine, I quickly sense him and I hate it. I hate it how I am always quick to feel him in the room even before he enters it.

"Need a hand?" Kirill asked, yesterda
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