The Untitled Love Story
But, it felt like there was more to it than I knew, like there was some other reason he was wanted.
Not wanting Granny to have any reason to come find me in the shower, I washed myself quickly and stepped into my room to change.
My bag still sat on the bed the way I had tossed it earlier that morning, a sleeve of a sweater was peeking through a gap in the zip.
I instantly recognised it by the colour, it was the same sweater Charlie had worn on our first date at Ocean Sky.
Unzipping the bag, I pulled it out of the bag, bringing it closer to my face so I could sniff his lingering scent off it.
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