Twenty-one

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Jeremy knew everything he needed to know about Rico. I let out all information about him and during my therapy session, he was there to keep me calm.

So, just the mention of his name could actually trigger a lot in Jeremy's head.

"Okay, this is the soup of trouble." I laughed rubbing my head.

If there was a way I could escape these rows of questions about to chop out of his mouth, I would gladly hop into the hole.

Jeremy was too stunned as he spoke, his hand aimed at Rico, "Haley is he not the-"

"Yes, he is." I caught him off before he could start the trouble. "Can we please start going? I wanna have bath. Like a long shower. I stink."

I have been wearing the clothes stuck to my body for more than forty eight hours. For more than twenty four hours, I have not brush my teeth, not wash my hair and have not taken my bath.

And I had sweated like hell.