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Taking a break from life was difficult when you lead three. Somewhere outside my window, tucked away in an abandoned rest home for trainers, my first life padded around the empty house and swatted things with her tail. In the sunset mountains above her head, the hidden ruins of a fallen Kingdom buzzed with the mischief of my second. My third was harder to keep a location for—this one liked to run amuck and uncover every stone.
I should have known better than to think I could take an hour to read one of Bianca’s silly love stories. As much as I missed my bedspread, the quiet warm colors of my home, I should have known it was always the first place she’d find me. Even if these walls were fading to me, almost unfamiliar now, she knew every corner of this room as well as she knew my scars.
The pages and I stole a few seconds, a minute or two, before a tapping came on my window. I ignored it. The protagonist was the dull, Prissy-Missy who could do nothi