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Chapter 15
The events from the previous night were still fresh in my mind's eye. I had gone about assuming things like I always do, and it boomeranged right back in my face. I thought we had become close enough to tell each other our deepest secrets and hurts; apparently, we were far from it, and try as hard as I could, I know I did a terrible job at hiding my disappointment. For one, I had thought of leaving for my place, except my apartment was razed down.
I got out of bed slowly after tossing and turning on it for hours and sat up on the bed, fixing my gaze on my toenails and making a mental note to do a makeover for them. I slipped into my robe and made for the kitchen, where I hoped to get something to feed my rumbling stomach. I had been too ashamed to stay for dinner last night, so I had retired to my room earlier than usual. I remember hearing him knock on the door to my room several
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