Back again

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The alarm wakes me up with the usual beeping it always does. I have hated getting up every morning since i found Castle in his bed with that hoe.

I miss his breakfast, and i miss Alexis, and even miss Martha, but most of all i miss Castle. It's been 3 years and i'm still not over him. I don't understand, i thought i loved him but never enough to miss him after this long.

I walk to my closet and see what I have, nothing. I have no clothes. 'The laundry hasn't been done in a week' i think as i face palm.

After about ten minutes of looking through some of my old clothes i find a white silk blouse, black dress pants, a blazer, and 5 inch heels. It reminds me of Castle. I sigh really loud. I have nothing else.

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I walk into the precinct and everyone stares at me

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