Chapter sixteen - Pure Confusion

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Amelia Lémieux

Monday in the morning

I open my eyes to see Charles looking at me with a grin on his face.

"Wakey, wakey sleepy head." He says.

"Good morning." I tell him with a cracked morning voice.

"How did you sleep?" Now I've noticed that I'm lying in his bedroom on his bed. His hand is on my waist, and his other arm is under my head.

"Great."

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