Florence.
"Maybe I should start all over again?" I mumbled to no one else in particular. I was literally the only one in the room so it made no sense that I wasn't talking to anyone. More specifically, it didn't make any sense that I was talking to myself and that I was unapologetically doing it. " Or perhaps I should…"
I shook my head slowly, simultaneously thrashing the idea alongside with it. Why would I want to start over? After spending hours cleaning this huge library, why would I want to start all over again?
*Dominique's aunt, that's why*
A sigh slid past my lips as I stared at the large book shelf ahead. On a normal day, I always gushed about how beautiful the books were and swooned on how I would love to have my own one day. Hell, even Olivia pointed out her favorit
