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The Package
I slowly woke up to the dim rays of the setting sun that slowly washed into the room, brightening up the grayscale colours. I slowly say up, my brows furrowing. Nikolai wasn't in bed with me, and I swallowed, my lips parting slightly. I pulled my knees to myself, a sigh escaping me. With almost no motivation, I pulled myself out of bed and grabbed one of Nikolai's hoodies, then finally changed into it. I sighed again as I watched the mirror into a ghostly reflection of myself. I thought I would be happy, but here I am. The ghosts keep haunting us, and I don't know how to break free. I shook my head, then slowly turned to the door. The house was quiet as I walked out to the large, clean kitchen. It was fully stocked, and I wondered where Nikolai would have gone. With nothing but a grow
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