Chapter 43
Chapter 43 |ELEANOR| |1 MONTH LATER| Fixing the woven beanie hat over my curls I took one last look in the mirror and scoffed. I hated winter. I hated everything about it - from the watery brown slush making my toes wet despite the two pairs of socks, to the icy cold wind whipping my face and making my nose red. I hated the cold, the thick pullovers and even thicker coats I had to wear which made me feel like a fat snowman. But here it was. Winter. And all of this preparation to go out just to cross the garden. I hadn’t fed in almost a month since that night in Paris and I was starting to feel the temperature decrease like a normal human would. My mind drifted towards Valerio who was not yet back and I needed him
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