Chapter 248

I watched the man walk away, standing in the cold wind that seemed to cut through me. Wrapping my thin shawl tighter, I continued walking, my heels clicking softly against the pavement.

The streetlights flickered, casting an orange glow that stretched my shadow behind me, a lonely figure against the darkening night.

cashmere carpet were slow,

It wasn't far to my place, and when I finally got home, I first kicked off the shoes that had been digging into my feet. My steps on the cashmere my teet aching, leaving faint spots of blood that dotted the soft surface like tiny blossoms.

tused alcohol and cotton swabs to clean the wound with an antiseptic solution. Gritting my teeth, I cleaned the wounds, biting back the sting before finally covering the worst of it with a bandage.

My eyelids felt impossibly heavy. I couldn't right the exhaustion any longer, and soon, I let my eyes drift shut.

soothing, like the sun on a quiet afternoon. A soft, blurry figure appeared in front of me. Slowly, it took shape, and I saw het-Grandma, walking toward me with a warm

retum to that time when everything was simple, when she was healthy, when she was by my

fog swept away

calling het name, trying to find her again, but she was gone. It felt like a fleeting gift from the heavens, one brief moment to see her again before the

my eyes, my face damp with tears. My swollen eyes stung, and dried tear streaks clung

endless rainstorm had settled

staring at the puffy, red eyes

unbearable, but there was nothing I could do to fix

back into the present. Wincing from

relying on these calls to

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