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December 2019

[Zara]

My lips started to tremble, tears quickly built up and fell down.

I was leaning forward in a corner of the room trying not to make a sound, but it hurt too much to hold it in.

And so I let out a sob and a cry.

Then came the loss of breath because not only was I crying out loud but I thought I sounded stupid for not breathing.

It was a mess.

Only this time he wasn't there to help me.

And so I tried it myself.

Keep myself in control.

~

[Imran]

I lay on the bed with the door locked. The room was pitch dark due to the absence of light.

The whole house was as before. The living room was still a mess and Zara's broken phone was still downstairs.

Her clothes were still in the closet and her accessories in the bathroom.

Every part of the house made me think of Zara.

Zara, Zara, Zara.

No one could see how messy my hair was by running my hand through it too many times, thinking and thinking.

I was repeating our last conversation, knowing she will never take me back.

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