Chapter 42. Buzzz

Shimma’s POV

A loud yawn escaped my lips, prompting me to stretch my hands and feet as I slowly opened my eyes.

Looking around the room, I noticed it was already dark outside. I must have dozed off for hours, and I couldn’t really blame myself for it.

Sitting up, I glanced at my phone. It was past eight o’clock. As I stared at the screen, my stomach grumbled, reminding me just how hungry I was.

I got up and walked straight to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I gathered the ingredients I needed to prepare dinner.

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Moments later, I had finished cooking. I dished out some food onto the counter and was just about to serve myself when I heard a knock at the door. I paused, a sense of unease creeping in.

“Could it be Blake? It shouldn’t be him,” I murmured as I moved toward the door.

“Who is it?” I yelled, but there was no response.

Slowly, I opened the door, just enough to see who was there. Standing in the hallway was Blake