Chapter ThirtyEight

Note: To save any confusion, The paragraphs written with italic (Example: Example) lettering are Michael’s Dream.

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Chapter ThirtyEight

Michael’s Point of View.

I leaned my head back and let out the puff of smoke. I couldn’t sleep, my brain just wouldn’t switch off, so I love coming and sitting out on the balcony at night when that happens. It's just so tranquil and relaxing. It helps.

I looked over my shoulder and saw Ella still fast asleep in the bed. She crashed out a while ago, clearly worn out from our evening's activities.

Turning back, I just looked out into the darkness, enjoying the peacefulness of it.

This here, this balcony, was my favourite place to come and just.. Be.

I finished my cigarette and sparked up another.

‘You wanna be careful, those things will kill you’. I turned quickly, startled by the voice, of course, it was just Ella, but it was so quiet, I was surprised.

‘Yeah, well, there are worse things out there’. She just