CHAPTER 7

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Maya woke up drowning in a pool of sweat. She couldn't get much sleep last night after the whole issue with Frank and his secret child.

When she finally got some shut eyes after a boring method of counting backwards from hundreds to one, it didn't last. She would slip in and out of consciousness amidst dreams of Sebastian and his friends. 

And now, she woke up, completely drenched in sweat. She just dreamed that Gia had died. The mere thought of something bad happening to Gia shook her to the core.

She picked up her phone to check up on Gia. It was then that she realised Gia had never replied to her last message. 

Most of the time, Gia would just reply with a heart, moon and princess emoji. Or she would just reply in the morning with a sun emoji and a heart emoji.

It was their cute ritual, and it had been like this for years. Gia had never left Maya's message unreplied. She tried to convince herself that Gia was still asleep, but deep down she knew it was a lie.

Gia had a strict body routine every day. 
She had developed the habit of going to bed by 10 pm and waking up at exactly 6 am.  And the first thing she'd do would be to text Maya. That's the way it has been since they became friends. 

She decided to shove the thought of something bad happening to Gia at the back of her head.  Gia was fine, she was perfectly fine. She tried to convince herself of this, but after a long shower, the thought was still there. She just grabbed the bull by its horn and called Gia.

Ring , ring , ring , ring , beep .

The line went dead after it rang for a while. She tried again.

Ring , ring , ring, beep .

Again .

Ring, beep .

Again.

Again.

Again.

She grew restless.  Gia had never missed her call . Something was definitely wrong. Or maybe Gia had lost her phone. Yeah, that thought seemed a little soothing. 

Maya decided to head to work. Hopefully, she'd meet Gia there, and Gia would say her phone was missing and the big hole growing in Maya would seal shut, and she'd be at peace.

Maya sat quietly on the train. Silently praying with all her might that her best friend was okay. When she finally got off, she took a deep breath before taking the curve and walking down the street to the restaurant.

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