I am in a ride back to Paris, one week ago I didn't want to come back here but then I read the letter and realized that this is the city of our happy memories, not his death or the letter which I'm not still sure if it's all true, later, I saw Jaida and we went to our room, just as we left it we left our stuff and went for a walk, we didn't start class till tomorrow so we just walked, at a moment Jaida went to see some shoes and I stared at the abandoned house, when I saw Elodie walking towards me.
"Hi, do you want to talk about you know what "
"Yes, he left me this letter " I lend the letter to her

She looked at it and gasped " we really need to talk" she said.

"No, I dont want to know about it, but I sensed him when he was near me and this house somehow makes me think of him, now I want to have an ordinary life ok"

"as you wish, but the only thing I ask of you is to not speak of this with anyone, but if you need to speak about it come here to this place" she said pointing at the house

" ok" I said

A couple of days later

I walked with Jaida when Camilo, the spanish student gave us our history tests by Miss Noir the teacher was only in school by night for people who wanted to study at night, but she helped to grade some other tests, I looked at mine it was checked wrong now I have to go tonight to ask her to correct my grade.