68 " Elenore"

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"Just listen to me this one time, please!" he urged, his frustration palpable.

Before I could respond, he pulled me into a small room and made me sit. The air inside was thick and musty, the walls cloaked in rust and grime, making it feel suffocating. I glanced around, the disarray adding to my unease.

He began to yell at me, his voice echoing off the worn walls. "What were you thinking, coming here alone? You could have put yourself in danger!"

"Why are you here then, if it's really dangerous?" I challenged, meeting his gaze.

He just stared at me, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Why won't you listen to me for once?" he said, his voice heavy with exasperation.