I sat on the रसोई, रसोईघर counter, in the painful silence. I wanted this, why was I so sad? There was a knock on the door, and my दिल skipped a beat. I went and got it, and was surprised to see it was Andrew.
"Hey. I was hoping आप weren't gone yet," he smiled. I smiled weakly.
"Hey. What's up?" I let him in.
"Just wanted to say goodbye. And see how you're feeling." My hand instinctively went back up to my throat, the gauze still wrapped around the healing stitches.
"I'm doing good. Thanks."
"No problem," he sighed. "So, Belinda's probably going to be in for life; for murder and attempted murder."...
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