Rose's POV

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1:39 pm
I forced myself to open my eyes. I checked my phone and realized that I should've been up by now. I struggled to sit up with this big lump in the way and after that I grabbed my robe, a towel, a pair of shorts and a baggy t-shirt , and made my way towards the bathroom.

The door was shut and I could see the light peaking through the bottom.
"Aaliyah, open the door I need to grab my things." I yelled.
I got no response.
"Aaliyah OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" I yelled again.
"Aaliyah, stop fucking playing with me and speak."
Why wasn't she responding?

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