Key To Happiness (my mute devil)

ile before me once more

ked up to find Nix st

d if truly my answer is men

well today,so kindly exit my building before any catastrophe befalls it" he said emo

day one we both knew and I'm glad

have to deal with our current competito

l with them by myself have you forgotten?" He raise

he fact that he has never been on good terms with my family I kno

ll locked on the document before him "..the war has always been behind the eyes of the public and I'd love to keep it that way. I'll take on your father and

out giving me a day

y one you'll be having in

al with the work papers of the state contract" I looked

d to go to one of your uncle's?"

coffed with a

It's either he's playing cat and dog with his family members or pirates

his weekend?" I walk

do yo

s been ask

ammed the document he was signing"..Move all my weekend schedule we'll be sp

How can he love my ow

have to go through by calling every i

unfold in front of my house if I get home,I subconsciously took four steps b

g at me like a mani

spare me a room in your house?"

scared of your family harassing you" he

t a hotel? You're the only person they fear w

t o

s once for the s

t o

formation you wanted

u w

turning to face the wall with

ds or not?" The sudden change in h

bed my nose laughing sarc

t, now

wice seeing the kind of deal I j

et myself involved

to the ground floor which almost felt boring if not for the company Juliet gave me when she's free. There was once a t

moment from now since it's still early. I looked around to make sure

he summit, a tableau of five doors stood before me, each concealing untold stories within.my gaze lingered, dr

re. Its intricate carvings whispered tales of hidden wonders, and the polished

the monumental entrance that held an irresistible gravitational pull. But, I was only captivat

ed a dimly lit expanse of the room, shadows dancing upon brooding walls like silent echoes of unresolved emotions. The air, heavy wi

ng the door behind me,and for some r

of the room, its ebony keys echoing the deep resonance of solitude.Darkene

ess to the chiaroscuro of emotions. A solitary lamp casts elongated shadows, painting a chiarosc

ano, and a modest light stand. Despite the minimalist decor, an inexplicable uneas

idged the gap between myself and the photograph, discovering the image of a young woman with a radiant smi

r identity was not my concern, yet the undeniab

return the photo to its place. Panic set in as I sought a discreet refuge, dismissing the impracticality of hiding und

a sense of urgency, I maneuvered towards its door totally

companied my decision, intensified b

f my predicament took hold. The idea of admitting my presence seemed mature but fraught with potenti

ircumstances unfolded, leaving me to grapple with the capricious hand of fa

ence was disrupted by the uttered name, "Carmela." Upon reopening my eyes, I was met with the gaze of Mr. Dean. Despite the intention to maintain eye contact with his discerning gray

ever?" He flooded me with questions, gently laying his hand upon my forehead. The con

sibly agitated?" He lean

voluntary close my eyes"..don't tell me you are not satisfied with the the last time and you are wanting more?" He blew air