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I looked behind into the charmless void, contemplating if I have any more time to back off. The same thing kept running in my mind, if I could back off now, or if I could just postpone it for a few more seconds. Though I racked my brain for all the possibilities of excusing myself from this, I couldn't find how.

I let out a shaky breath, and tightened the scarf around my neck. This way, my neck will be forced to stay erect and not bend down. I can also ensure that I'm not oddly squirming around people and that I can confidently look at them in the eye and speak.

I gulped before slowly bringing my hand up to knock on the door. But before I could, I went against it. Maybe I can just ring the bell? Or wait, is there a bell? I tried to search for it but realized I should be not wasting any more time since Brett is alone in the car. I should get this over with, as soon as possible.

With a very brief pause again, I knocked on the door. Unsure of whether it was audible, I knocked again, this