I took a deep breath, then used my other hand to take out my phone and press three numbers in front of him.9-1-1.When he saw the numbers on the screen, his fingers slowly loosened.I shut the door in his face.After closing it, I leaned against the door, my heart pounding.Outside, everything was quiet for a long time. Then I heard a very soft sigh.The footsteps gradually faded.I walked to the window and lifted one corner of the curtain.Adrian stood by the flower bed downstairs, looking up at my window.He stood there for a long time, probably ten minutes or more.Then he took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and lit it.Smoke drifted through the morning light. His figure looked especially lonely.Finally, he put out the cigarette and turned away.His back looked bleak, as if he had been abandoned.I drew the curtains and went back to bed.But I could not fall asleep.I thought that after that day, Adrian would finally stop.But I underestimat
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