Chase’s POV

I tried to imagine Arya making her way to my study. Is she as remorseful as she claims? Well I have to see about that. While I stood in front of my window as I watched the rain beat down my window, I was lost in my thoughts. Her letters and the pictures I was shown when I came back were like two parallel lines that wouldn’t meet no matter, how you try.

The little feet and the slow breath and the sweet strawberry perfume told me she was in already in my room.

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