17: Moving On

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Hayfah woke up with a throbbing headache, she rummaged for her phone under her pillow; but couldn't find it. That got the remaining sleep in her vanished into a thin air. She had been used to texting Abba every morning, and would always get Malik's text also. She abruptly sat down; petrifiedly looking at her bed. Could by any chance her phone got missing? "Fareeha! Have you seen my phone?" Hayfah asked; she was up the creek. How could she contact Adyan without her phone? But it suddenly somersaults in her; that she has memorized the number__but still. Fareeha entered their room with a brown towel around her petite frame, as water was dripping from her body. She gave Hayfah a puzzled look, as how she looked tensed. "Are you still on bed, Hayfah? We're 15mins late!" Fareeha nagged, she h

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