C63 Chapter 63

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I don’t know how long I lied down on the bed, just staring at the ceiling, trying to get the image of Astrid, as well as her scent and the feel of her skin, out of my head.

What’s worse, I was trying my damn best not to feel this… black hole inside my chest. This is new to me. I don’t know why I feel like this, but damn! I hate it.

I wondered if Astrid felt like this now. Maybe even worse