Chapter 115 Cookies

Verena

It was 2:45 a.m. and I couldn't sleep. I sat at the end of the kitchen’s table, circling my finger on my temple, the glow from the laptop illuminating my face as I grabbed my pen and scribbled notes into my small notebook.

Vitamin D.

Keeping the lights on.

Talking and listening.

Ket...

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