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Chapter sixteen; Magic Shop

I poured my heart and soul into this chapter as it reflected a lot of my inner emotions and past events, and although this chapter is dedicated to a specific person, the events and all the quotes are here for anyone who needs them and I sincerely hope they touch you in some way, shape, or form.

And so, it would make sense to dedicate this chapter to one of my first readers (when this wasn't published yet) and first friends made through BTS. 

@cherryficss , just know that this chapter was crafted for you and chubby, may she rest in peace. You are my best chingu and I could not have asked for a better pahbogatchi :,) Thank you for sticking with me through all these years, and I hope we continue to be friends who share braincells for all of eternity. 

please read this chapter slowly and take care of it <3

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𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰

𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦?

𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

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When I was a little girl, around eight to nine, my lifelong goal was to become an adult--someone in their early twenties, wild, and carefree. I envisioned drunken college parties, going out with friends, and many more scenarios fueled by YA novels.

What I never knew were the crushing setbacks being an adult made you. Nobody believed in you anymore, there were fewer chances to make friends, and if you still didn't have your dreams figured out by then, you were screwed.

I no longer got excited at rainbows. Finding a perfect dandelion ready to be blown didn't capture my attention for even a moment. The problems of my life had overridden those joys I once found to be so endearing.

And the current problem was how I was going to face my mother.

I would have to go home eventually, right? I couldn't keep running away for eternity. Or could I? I could just stay in that cheap hotel during the nights and find a job during the day.

My mother's bitter words pricked my heart, "I can't care for you for eternity!"

"Your 'friend' will abandon you as soon as they see fit to do so! They don't care! Only your parents--your blood, your family, will care about you!"

Then fine.

I quickened my steps. She didn't need to anymore. She wouldn't need to be there for me if I was such a nuisance. Not that she was ever since my sister...

Tears fell as I walked over to Hope's house.

Another thing nobody looks forward to as an adult is that no one is there to catch your fallen tears.

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Hope's warm eyes that lit up when they saw me enter only hurt my heart more. I was terrified. Terrified that they would all be a lie, that his comforting words and endearing presence were nothing more than mere schemes.