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I can't sleep. My eyes insist on staying wide open, even though there's nothing unusual to see on the ceiling of my room.
And why do my eyes persist in staying open? For two reasons.
The first: I still haven't heard from Corinne. I try to convince myself that everything is fine and that she's probably sleeping, but part of me thinks this isn't normal. She could have at least sent me a little text, right?
The second: I can't stop thinking about the evening I just spent with Jordane, in his cabin. It was... It was...
Holy jack-strap. Can I really tell this here?
A novel by Geneviève Guilbault.
And why do my eyes persist in staying open? For two reasons.
The first: I still haven't heard from Corinne. I try to convince myself that everything is fine and that she's probably sleeping, but part of me thinks this isn't normal. She could have at least sent me a little text, right?
The second: I can't stop thinking about the evening I just spent with Jordane, in his cabin. It was... It was...
Holy jack-strap. Can I really tell this here?
A novel by Geneviève Guilbault.