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FILLER AND SHORT ASF

Hayden's POV:

The next day, I decide to go get the rest of my boxes from my mom's house to fully move into Evan's apartment. I head over and open the door to see nobody home.

I was glad I talked to Jasmine, and I think she was also. She just always listened and would sometimes voice her opinions, but that's not a bad thing. Sometimes I needed to hear it from my best friend.

Venturing upstairs to my room, I hurrily take down some of my posters and fold my bed spread and put it all in a box. I fill another box with the rest of my clothes, and decide to throw out some of them.

Why didn't Louis love me? He seemed to, but when asked about it, he denied it. Why would he do that? I have done nothing wrong, and have given him no reason not to love me. Maybe he's just not ready to tell me? But he makes it obvious with his actions, why not be ready?

I head to my mom's room to find another box when I get sidetracked by the books on her bookshelf. I pull one out, and realize it is one of her old college notebooks. I skim through it to see a ton of notes, when I get to some drawings. I look through them and stop to read some notes.

I love you, okay? -E

I love you too. -M

Will you go through with it? -E

Go through with the murder?

Of course. -M

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guess martha didnt get rid of the evidence like she thought