thirty seven
Stefano has left early this morning, I heard him leave. I haven't spoken to him Since I left dinner, and I wasn't planning to any time soon. I spread out across my bed, I didn't bother getting up because I didn't see any point. How the hell did my life end up like this? Hearing a quiet knock on the door, I grunted a "come in" "We finally meet" came a girls voice. I shot up to see a girl, tanned with dark brown hair gradually dyed lighter towards the bottom, she had thick curls and her makeup was perfect Noticing all of this made me think about my appearance, I probably looked terrible. Standing up out of the bed I finally replied "Who the heck are you?" I questioned so confused "Well...I'm angel. I believe you've heard of me" she smirked. Why does she look familiar? "I can't
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