Freddie's POV

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12:37am Friday morning.
If I did my math right Carly should be already on her flight right now. I get ready for bed, and hop into my cozy warm bed. I try to fall asleep without succeeding. An hour passes by and my eyelids finally start to feel droopy. I close my eyelids one last time and they don't open until the morning when someone starts banging on my apartment door.

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