Charlie | Ep. 8

Ep. 8 It was so wrinkled, wrinkled to the point where it was soft. The words were almost completely faded. The corners were starting to tear.           10 tonight at the park. I’m leaving.  Charlie had been staring at the note for hours. When she found it, it had been crisp and clean, folded neatly on the table of her usual spot in the coffee shop. She hadn’t see Evan all day, only his note. They […]

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