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Chapter 26

Being a light sleeper is an unfortunate blessing yet a beneficial ability. When in perilous circumstances it's ascertained to be advantageous albeit, a modest amount of disturbance could rouse you from blissful slumber. The surprise was the least emotion I felt raising to four at the dawn. The reason behind my interlude in sleep was faint shouting that drifted through a air from another side of the room to my ears effortlessly, whoever was shouting was endeavoring to suppress the explosion of utterances, but was failing miserably. I could listen the communication easily, so I rose from the bed, rubbed my eyes, and strode to Grace's side of room.

"Do what you want to do, I don't fucking care!" I heard a deep roar from Aiden and my gait ceased. I peeked at Aiden, whose visage contorted from tranquility to chaos, the continuous running of his hands through his hair, deep low growled and cold manner was an indication that he was annoyed by the individual on another side of the phone.

"Are you trying to threaten me!? Okay go on, do whatever you fucking want, my answer will be no," in the grave and low voice he spoke.

With whom he was talking to that gave rise to the havoc early in the morning?

With extreme fury, he hung up the phone and unleashed a heavy breath. In his zeal irritation, my approach was inconspicuous by him, so when I placed my hand on his shoulder, it was quickly pushed away. Once he realized that it was me and astonishment flared on his exterior but it soon contorted to a cold and vacant stance.

"What do you want?" he uttered, harshly.

He was hard and cold not soft and gentle like the previous night. Whatever transpired in recent previous days entirely incited me to overlook his ability to induce mayhem. It was difficult to believe that to reach the soft petal of a rose there is a path which was studded with thorns. I had once been fortunate to step on the petals, perhaps, that's why I forget the truth of nature. Pain doesn't need a medium, it's just the strongest emotion that can locate its way even in pleasant circumstances, and his coldness crashed and rise a kind of pain, I was unfamiliar with.

" What happened? Are you okay?"

" Nothing," was his succinct quick retort. I just expected that he might be at ease with emotion and could share his thought with me as I have been with him the past night, but I was mistaken.

Wise advice that should be permanently imprinted in people's mind, never assume. Even if you are confident and calculated. The assumption is a perilous factor because when the assumption is placed on certain aspects, it might disappoint you. I had assumed that Aiden would at least endeavor to befriend me after everything took place between us, however, my assumption was incorrect and now it hurts me.

" You appeared aggravated," I still attempted to bring back the soft Aiden.

" It's time for me to leave, " with a hurried riposte, he silently glided out of the room.

"Wait, Aiden!" My calls went in vain as he paid no heed to it. With a defeated look, I stood for moments in the same place then thereupon realizing that he had no intention of coming back, unleashing a heavy sigh, I began preparing for college.

Perhaps it could be my fault that I had deeply invaded his life and also reflected my real self excessively to him. He wasn't used to vulnerability and I knew it, yet I showed him.

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"Let it out lucy," I demanded.

The anxiety was flickering time and again on her exterior. She was restricting herself from speaking her mind, with her nervous gestures, I noticed she was apprehensive about something.