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Chamelio's POV It felt empty. Everything around me felt so silent and distant as if I was not welcomed in here. I stared into the burned out fireplace in front of me as I was sitting on the floor replaying all the memories inside my head. The carpet underneath me felt unfamiliar as I ran my fingers through the soft fabric trying to sense her footsteps. The Christmas tree still left standing in the corner a reminiscent of our last Christmas together. We were sitting in this right same place together under the blanket, watching the fire and the crackling of the firewood when McKenna turned to look at me, and holding my face in her hands, she said, “You know how I'm leaving tomorrow? " and I nodded as I stared into her sparkly eyes. “I might not be able to come back for new year. You know ho
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