
Aira's POV~
I sat there, sinking into the soft cushions of the worn-out couch in my new, still chaotic apartment. The walls were bare, the floor littered with things yet to find their place. My new home in Italy–it felt surreal to call it that.

Aira's POV~
I sat there, sinking into the soft cushions of the worn-out couch in my new, still chaotic apartment. The walls were bare, the floor littered with things yet to find their place. My new home in Italy–it felt surreal to call it that.
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