Chapter 33: Masks and Doughnuts

Not knowing how many hours has passed, I wake up again. The sky has completely turned dark when the hands of the clock strike ten.

Vaguely, I hear my doorbell keep buzzing. That must be what pulled me out of my dream valley.

“Coming...”

With a hoarse voice I answered, though knowing that the person standing behind the door won’t be able to hear me.

I take my time to separate myself and the comfortable couch. I stand up with my sore legs and walk to the door. I look through the peephole and find Victor standing right outside the door with his hands hidden behind his back.

“Victor?”