PenelopeIt takes half an hour before Donovan comes into our room. When he does, he immediately walks to the bed and lies down. He breathes out, enjoying the softness of the bed, and then mumbles, “Huh, surprisingly comfortable.”I roll on my side and look at him as I ask, “Are you okay?”He nods, “I’m fine, Pen. Things are just… weird right now. I trust Cora with my life… I really do. But she’s always been a bit of an enigma. She has always snapped at me if I tried to learn more about her, but then… with you, she just doesn’t seem to care. It’s weird. I mean, I’m happy that she’s being nice to you, don’t get me wrong. Just it’s very odd for me to see when she’s always come off as abrasive to me.”“It could be a gender thing,” I suggest, “She might just be more comfortable with other girls.”He nods his head but doesn't look entirely convinced as he says, “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”He yawns loudly and I move my hand up and run my fingers through his dark curls and then trace my fi
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