Chapter forty three~ Tequila

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All good boys go to heaven

but bad boys bring heaven to you.

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Yara held the door handle hesitantly, the room was dark though the glassy windows which displayed the night sky as though it illuminated the universe struck streaks of moon light into the room making it look beautiful and enchanting but distant. Her eyes scanned the whole area of the room, indeed it was in disarray, his pillows were strewn to the ground, his big sized duvets sprawled hopelessly on the bed and even his photographs laid carelessly on the floor-a few already smashed to pieces. Even his Bible was tossed on the floor.

Her heart ached badly, picking up his Bible along with her as she quietly crept into the room, halting a little when she noticed his shoulders sag in resignation, he was holding a sheet of paper-clutching at it with his unspoken emotions and at some point, he broke down in silent cries.

Jesus!

She looked on, feeling her chest clench tightly together, pent up emotions immediately let itself