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"The hell is wrong with him? Is he smoking the whole pack or something?" Kimberly grumbled. But she can't ignore the rising concern in her heart.
Looking back at the clock one more time, she took her shawl and went out.
The breeze by the ocean is cold. She can't help her shiver when she felt it. She can taste the saltiness of the ocean; the light post that was powered by
solar lightly illuminated the sea. It was a cloudless night. The vast sea reflected the stars in the sky, creating an almost identical sky on the surface of the water.
Finding Vincent wasn't hard.
As soon as she went out, she saw him leaning on the veranda like some emo character, with the cigarettes in between his lips. Vincent was gazing at the ocean. He looks like he's deep in thought.