This chapter is dedicated to my most active/privilege reader [Intermoment]
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The next day,
Standing outside the door of Pesa, Hisha knocked on her door.
"Who the fuck is it?" She barked and threw a lampstand at the door.
Bang!
Clank!
Hisha chuckled at her method of starting up a conversation.
"You do know I am the only one who knows of this particular room," Hisha replied amidst chuckling.
Even though he could enter if he needed to, he refrained from using his ability aggressively with her if he wanted to win her trust.
"Kritz knows about this place." Pesa snorted on the other side.
Hisha facepalmed, his brows twitching at the response. He had thought they were past the weird remarks and spiteful comments.
[Be calm, she's trying to force out what isn't there]
'Oh, it's there, alright!' Hisha placed his palm on the wall and closed his eyes to calm his slowly building anger.
