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25.
I spent the night and the next day curled up in my room and only moving when necessary. In a way, it was as though finding out a version of Tristram I never knew of unnerved me. It was something to find a kind, cool side of Karden. However, it was another thing entirely to find a side of Tristram I had never thought of. One, that if I had found it with Karden, I wouldn't have felt as heartbroken as I did now. Now, more than ever, I wished I had my cell phone. I'd have logged into i********: and watched funny videos, or better yet, curl up in bed with a good book to read. Oh, I got a few books from the bookstore the other day, but I haven't read them yet. And truth be told, even if I think that reading a book now would help, I was not entirely in the mood for that. My stomach growled ag
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