John woke up dazzled on the floor, his head hurt from too much drinking he cursed under his bad breath trying to remember what happened the previous day and to acknowledge his environment. The ray of sun hit his face from the old worn out curtain that was left open " what could the time be?" He asked nobody in particular. He stretched his short legs and that was when he saw the broken lamb, he growled and called the one name that has been a burden to him for the past fifteen years ...
Bella!
But there was no reply and so he shouted on top of his lungs this time
Bella!!!
The house was usually quiet and when he walked to the kitchen there was no sign of Bella or the fact that the kitchen has been used and so he lit up his cigarette and sat on his cushion, " the nerves of that girl".
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