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027: Lunch...

Author: Aniagboso Martins
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-04 20:05:53

Heather's POV

Although Alex and I kept in touch every single hour of the day, I still felt lonely. There was simply no denying the comfort that physical touch, or just being able to see him brought. It had been three days now since I moved in here, and while I was adjusting just fine, it felt a little lonely being in the big house all by myself.

Bored and tired of sitting still all day, I decided to take a stroll down the neighborhood. Although I had spoken with a few neighbors, the majority still didn't know who I was, and sitting indoors all day was not going to help me socialize with these people.

I headed to my room and put on one of the few casual clothes that I had. A checkered gown that stopped just a few inches above my knees. It was a body fitted gown, and while it seemed like what most people would wear to parties, it was actually one of the few dresses that simply wasn't luxurious enough to make me look like an insufferable show off.

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