Twenty-Three
(Everything from this point is from Lauren's POV) She left. She left this morning before I even got up. Here's the thing about Alessandra: she's addicted to books. She always keeps 3 books on the nightstand of wherever she's sleeping. The stack is replaced every week by 3 more new books from the bookshelf she had installed on the wall in our room, which has 9 new and unread books at any given time. The finished books are kept in the floor-to-ceiling bookshelf we keep in the living room. You see, I woke up to an empty night stand, and a bookshelf missing 6 books. That only means she plans on being away for at least 3 weeks. What have I done? She was so incredibly lovely last night that it scared me into asking for space. When she sang... god, when she sang, I lost it. To make me
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