𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦

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╰┈➤ 𝘐 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘐𝘕𝘝𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘚𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘏𝘚 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘌

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╰┈➤ 𝘐 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘐𝘕𝘝𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘚𝘈𝘙𝘈𝘏𝘚 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘌. Sometimes I feel like she's very lonely deep down, so she tries to befriend everyone as quickly as possible to see if that person can fill her emptiness. And when they can't, she drops them or goes to the next one and suddenly forgets you were ever there. At least that's how Kiara explains it.

But I'm not the kind of person who adopts the opinions of others as their own, which is why I agreed. I make my own impressions, even if it's mainly just by silently observing and analyzing others. However, you learn a lot more this way than if you simply asked strictly for it. It's just that you often wish you had someone watching you ... who wants to understand you so badly that little things seem big to them.

Sarah had fallen asleep while we were about to watch a movie. After turning off the light and pulling the covers up to my chin, I just lay there for a solid two hours, unable to fall asleep.

Normally, I'm the kind of person who always finds sleep right away, but then there are days when the thoughts of everyone in the world seem to be rushing through my head at once and I try to either yell at it or listen until the sun has risen again.

For me, that's the worst thing you can imagine.

So after a while it made me uncomfortable just lying there while Sarah slept, so I sat up and grabbed her flashlight from the bedside table. I didn't want to turn on the big light in the Camerons' house, so I used the sparse beam of light to shine my way up the stairs - in a spiral.

It was unbelievable how huge everything was and I had to admit that I would love to live here. It was just beautiful and you had everything you needed.

I tripped once on the carpet at the bottom of the stairs, internally cursing myself and hoping I hadn't made a sound. Shaking my head, I walked down the aisle and turned left before stopping.

In front of me was a skylight and below it was a small step. Sarah had shown me the place once during the day, which no one seemed to use. It had been too hot for me then and all I could think about was what the view must be like at night. And what a better opportunity than now?

I turn off the flashlight, open the window and carefully climb out. But it's only when I exhale some air and close the window again that I realize that I'm not alone. This place was probably only unvisited during the day.

"I didn't know ..." I begin, moving toward the window again when Rafe interrupts me. "No ... no," he has turned the corners of his mouth down negative and waves with his hand down, "you don't have to go because of me."

I glance at him and sit back down the way I did before.

He's wearing a normal dark blue top, I conclude - because it's hard to see in the dark - and short beige trousers. However, he has neither shoes nor socks on, which makes me grin.

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