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I couldn’t sleep last night, not after what we had. Rory loves me and I’m head over heels in love with him. When the clock hit six a.m., I jumped out of bed and take a bath and brush my teeth. I have to look presentable today for Rory. My clothes which were dirty the day I came here have been washed and dried and so I wear them. I pace around the room impatiently waiting to hear a knock, but not hearing one. I become worried and a tiny part of me tells me that things are no longer the same and I shouldn’t expect things to...