Chapter 30

Many people are annoyed by having to pack their luggage, and I didn't understand why. I mean, it's true that I'm packing my things because I got kicked out of the apartment, but as far as I'm concerned, there's no feeling that compares to folding all your clothes and fitting them delicately into the suitcase.

There was something relaxing about repeating the steps over and over again. If I didn't do it, I could pretend that nothing bad was happening and that I was just going through a bad dream from which I would soon wake up and find myself still sleeping in my bed, not roofless.

Comforting thoughts, although not enough.

On top of that, I had to face the fact that I would probably break the heart of the only girl I had liked in a long time. And that's counting on the fact that I might end up without a place to live again if Emiliana felt offended. I didn't feel comfortable with the idea of staying in the same apartment as the woman I dated.

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