(Disclaimer: This chapter contains mature content)

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FELDA

I ignored whoever was knocking. I dragged my feet toward my brown wooden chair, sinking into it like all the strength had left my body.

Knock. Knock.

He knocked again.

“Who the hell are you?” I shouted, without lifting my head.

A bold, unfamiliar voice answered, “It’s me, Daze…”

Daze?

The name rang a bell, but it didn’t fully register. My head wasn’t working. My emotions were a mess. I wasn’t even ...