NICOLE'S POV
Once we were done having dinner, I followed after Anne to her room.
Although she had been quite playful during dinner, I couldn't help but notice that something was off about her.
She seemed down despite the boisterous energy she showed.
"Hey girl." I called out when I walked into her room.
She had a laptop on her laps and was typing out something.
Her concentration was completely on what she was doing and she didn't seem to notice me.
"Anne." I called out again.
"Oh sorry, I didn't know you were standing there." She replied putting aside the laptop.
"What's that?" I asked curiously, pointing at some sort of book that seemed to have been ripped and then taped back together beside her.
"Oh this, it's nothing." She said, picking it up and hiding it behind her back.
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