The Weight of Closure

After my call with Preston, I was so agitated. My anger slowly bleed to loneliness. I wanted someone to talk to. Left with no other choice, I decided to go to Nora's. After I had called her and asked if I could come over, I dressed and left for her house.

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I was seated in Nora's sitting room, sipping tea. She had left to take a call. When she returned, from her expression, I suspected tha