45| Rafe

I knock on the door twice. Mona pulls open the door after a minute and appears before me. She looks at me with a straight face, doesn't get surprised or angry at my arrival. Which is according to my expectation. I knew she would not close the door on my face.

She's wearing an old printed off-shoulder dress. Her hairs are loosely rolled up on the top of her head. After a few seconds, She fully opens her door, clears the passage for me to enter her room. She goes inside and I silently follow her. There is a heavy burden on my chest, akin to some massive stone, pressing down my chest-wall.

I decided to go to the hotel where Mona is staying after the office and talk to her. I knew she was not going to contact me on her own after the last fight we had so I had to take the first move. Besides, I've came here with a firm goal in my mind.

She sits down on the edge of her bed, now forms an scowl on her face. She plays with her long nails, "I'm going back to New York. You're not interested in