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I was like it’s ok to relax and take a deep breath. We’ll go some other time. She kept asking me what would I like for the gift.I kept telling no need for a gift, even a small chocolate is fine. She told ok and told me to come early tomorrow to the library as it is open 24/7 and in the morning hardly people come. The next day I reached early in the morning as usual but Smital was already waiting for me there.Her hair was freshly washed, the entire room was smelling of the beautiful fragrance and it was tied in a messy pony. I went and sat opposite her. She gave me a chocolate and we started chit-chatting about my birthday celebrations. Suddenly after 5 minutes she got up and told me that she had some work and will come in 2 minutes.I was busy reading my book and after a few minutes she suddenly came and sat in the chair front and started point at her head. I was awestruck. It was the same bun that she had made that day with the same white tie. It was neatly combed and made and she. I guess she must have been sleeping.“What... What happened?” I speak out but with a little difficulty and pain. My face aches.“You’re in the hospital. You look and are in a pretty bad shape! We were hoping you could tell us what happened?”“What, day is it?” “It’s Monday morning, you were brought in last night!” She was now right by my side, holding my hand, more like squeezing it. Her eyes are puffy, she’d been crying, a lot.“Monday? Last night?” I lay my head back on the pillow and try to remember what happened. I rack my brain but I can’t. Confusion plastered all over.“It’s ok Robbie, take it slow! Did you work yesterday?”I think back, did I? “Yeah, yeah I did.”“Ok but then what happened?”“I left the shop and walked home.”“You never made it home...” more tears slowly stream down her face.I close my eyes and try my best to remember. I remember being at work. ‘Was Holly there? No, she wasn’t. I locked up, cashed up and all that. Then I walked home.... The memory vivid, I wasn’t sure.
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