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Ep 25

Irene.

The next morning, my mood plummeted to the ground. It was as if life had decided that I wasn't worthy of being happy for an extended period of time.

I woke up early to make breakfast for Jim since he had school. When he didn't wake up by the time he had to, I knocked on his door. When he didn't open the door, I walked straight in. The curtains were drawn, basking his small room in different shades of gray.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I drew back the curtains then turned to his sleeping form on the bed. His comforter was pulled all the way up, covering his head.

"Jim, you're gonna be late. Wake up."

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