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Chapter 12

Being exhausted ultimately brings satisfaction to you, no qualms haunt your mind due to sleep coming over easily without striving to toss and turn or imagine promising scenarios. After Grace brought food to fill my empty stomach, I slept like a log.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

The sound of the door banging woke up me from my peaceful slumber. I tamed my weary hair and clothing so that after opening the door person won't encounter with conjurer. Grace was nowhere to be seen and the room was silent and bright. This room had the privileged to embrace by morning sun rays.

Unlocking the door, I greeted Holden. He smiled, appearing wholly delighted.

"Is Grace here?" He raised a question while I singled him to enter.

" No, she is not here." He mumbled something incoherent words under his breath in irritation.

"I guess your irritation is because she has gone again without informing even while knowing that you are coming." I stated as an amused smile graced my lips.

" Every fucking time she does the same thing," his monotonous face betrayed him as his lips twitched. With a rapid pace, I commenced collecting all books needed for the lectures.

"Are you going to university?" Holden inquired, gazing at my abrupt actions.

" Yes."

"I can drop you there." He offered; I whirled around to face him.

"No, No, I don't want to bother you, I have plenty of time, and the morning walk is the additional prize." He frowned.

" I won't be a bother and nonetheless I was going to university too." That propelled my mouth altogether to be sealed from unleashing any protest regarding the subject.

I nodded and he smiled at his victory.

In sheer minutes, I was adorned and prepared to drive to university.

"I didn't get the opportunity to ask you which course are studying?" I implored, his posture alleviated, and he gazed straight ahead while he drove the car.

" Law, I am studying law." My eyes betrayed to conceal my astonished expression.

He tittered.

"Didn't think of me as a law-studying person? I am hurt."

It was difficult cognition that he was studying law as he didn't seem like an individual who would study law when all he was associated with was the outlawed things. Paradoxically, illicit flows in his veins but his heart beat for law.

"No, I am sorry, it's just... I am amazed." I was never one who would judge someone.

"Don't apologize, I was just teasing, and moreover sometimes I too find it hard to accept I am studying law," he said, the tone was light and made my distress vanish from the thought of unknowingly offending him.

"Do you want to stop for coffee?" He asked, I had plenty of time before my lecture commenced so I accepted his offer.

We halted at the precise cafe where Lucy and I come for studying few days ago. After receiving our order from a genuine and sweet lady, we stationed ourselves on the chair. Holden was absurdly clownish with his effort and words, not for a minute my smile would drop.

"Grace told my mom that I was fucking girl in her bedroom and then she was fuming with anger after that Grace and I had not talked for a month." Holden was telling about a time when Grace snitched on him. Even though all his anecdote contains sexuality instead of embarrassing I found them hilarious.