Left in London // Noorhelm
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"I guess I never really found a home before I met William. That's why, I decided to follow him to London, because he was my home, he was my life. But then, the home that I was always longing for turned into a cold strange place. That's why I came back to Oslo. That's why I left him."
Noora sighed. She put down her cup of cold cocoa, and her green pale eyes started to look out through the window, to the sunny city of Oslo, that felt familiar and strange at the same time. Guess she missed the cold rainy city of London after all.
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