MY LOVE

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Episode 3 l moved quickly and grabbed the book from the floor, thinking that maybe I had dropped it while taking the book I wanted to read with me . When I turned my attention to the fallen book , I felt strange .Somehow, I wanted to cry, and an unusual feeling washed over me . I found myself drawn to the book title Tears of love by Alex Hemsworth. "I can't understand this", I murmured to myself, wondering what had suddenly come over me.Still, I decided to borrow the book. I walked to the librarian and asked him to issue it to me. Once the process was complete , l left the library and got into the taxi to return home. As I got out of the taxi , I arrived at my apartment, which wasn't very far from my workplace .Ever since my parents died in a car accident when I was twelve, my grandmother had been the one to take care of me. But now I'm grownup, so I live alone in my apartment in Queens, a city in New York. Still, I visit my grandmother on weekends. As I entered my apartment, I turned on the lights , placed my things on the coffee table, drank some water, and sat down on the sofa. I missed my grandmother because it's always comforting to have someone who cares about you especially someone who cooks you a warm meal after a long day at work . Getting up , I decided to cook for myself.Spaghetti and meatballs sounded like a good combo to lighten up my mood. I boiled the spaghetti and, on the other side , prepared the sauce with tomatoes , adding a little cheese because I liked it that way, and finally added some meatballs. After serving the food on the plate, I sat on a stool in the kitchen and ate quietly. Once I finished the dishes, I decided to take a shower because late- night showers always helped eased my tiredness. I walked into the bathroom, took off my clothes , and stepped under the warm water, gently scrubbing myself with my favorite lavender coconut bodywash. As I stepped out of the shower, dried myself, and slipped into my comfy cotton gown , I suddenly caught the scent of something sweet a vanilla cinnamon fragrance. It felt like paradise hidden inside hell. I thought the smell might be coming from my room because Alice had this terrible habit of sneaking into my apartment just to surprise me, which honestly scared the hell out of me sometimes. So I stepped out of the bathroom to check if Alice was there. But unfortunately, no one was.
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