*THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP* I slowly opened my eyes when I heard the knocks on the door. It took me a while to realize my reality. It was morning. The timid chirping of birds signaled the dawn of a new day. So did the cool ambience of the room. Rays of sun pierced the thick black clouds to illuminate the world outside. Now that I was conscious a little more I could hear the voices outside going about their lives. That is when my thoughts of yesterday cluttered in my brain and everything of the recent past came back to me. *THUMP* Another dull hit on the door had me sitting up on my bed. I pushed myself off from the dark blue bed sheet and stumbled towards the door. I extended my arm over my head until I touched the cold metal. I turned it around and unclasped the flush bolt, giving myself the opportunity to face the world. Once again. I slowly opened the door to see Amaan standing there with a mug of hot coffee. January's winter is not forgiving, especially f...