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Chapter 7

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Camilla

Our old apartment had one bedroom. Luz and I were together all night long, sharing the room since our parents’ deaths. We got a full-size mattress, but we couldn’t fit very well due to its saggy center part, which took us quite some time to adjust. I used to lie awake sometimes in the saggy bed. Just listening to her breath and thinking, at least I have her. At least I know exactly where she is.

My room here didn't feel like a bedroom. It’s more like some kind of hotel suite nobody ac
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