Epilogue
It's strange how something can seem so right in the moment and then turn out so incredibly wrong. I don't know what's going to happen next, or even quite what's happening now. All I know is that I am still stuck here. The closest thing to living is watching my life without me, and there is nothing I can do to change it.
I can't take the bottle from Zoe's hand as she drinks herself to death, and I can't hide the razors when Giselle goes to cut herself. I can't take the needles away from Asher, nor can I provide even the tiniest bit of comfort when Michele cries herself to sleep over the life that I made her leave behind.
I don't know what will happen when those I care for die. All I know is that I seem destined to watch them suffer. I forfeited my ability to choose a long time ago, and it seems it is never coming back.
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