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Love wears many faces.
Which one wears yours?

- ???? -

Please what?

Slowly, Thorne got down on her knees, sat on the stool in the living room, and stared unblinkingly at the written map in her hand.

This could only be a joke. It could only be. Someone who was bored. It could not be anything else. Especially since it made no sense erga....

Suddenly Thorne looked up, around the apartment, as if she had just heard a noise, because it could be assumed that someone else was here with her, that she didn't know about, and was now watching her, but there was no one here, she knew that.

The envelope in which the card was placed had no return address. It merely had her name written on it in block letters.

Thorne Carter Wilson

And this envelope, had not been in the mailbox, but had been slipped under the door, where Thorne, entering the apartment, had not noticed it at first, only after she had stepped on it and wondered why it was slippery here.

Love wears many faces. Which one wears yours? Over and over again, Thorne went over the words on the card, but she couldn't make sense of them.

Unless.... oh shit.

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