. 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒔 .

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Have you ever spent each second of your life in heartbreaks? Every moment passing brought you another death. Your soul's nothing but a walking corpse?

Alyssa was feeling it.
Arthur was dealing with the same.
Zoey was fighting her demons.
Landon had a lot to lose.

The four of them felt the same feelings - all varied as per their emotions. All had a lot to lose, most - Alyssa and Arthur. Because everything that Zoey and Landon had lost, could never return. They only had their grief to deal with.

It was Christmas eve. The world was celebrating the birthday of Jesus, the holidays brought happiness and joy in the lives of people. But the four of them had nothing to celebrate. Landon had the memories and the present trauma to fight, Zoey was fighting hard against the world, to prove her stand. Arthur had already lost so much that he did not care about anything that was left. Alyssa - well, she was just a body now - with no soul. She had no energy to fight, to stand up for the truth, to even consider looking around her and wondering what her life was now.

"You don't come back in our lives and fuck it up with your ideas, mom." Landon sneered at his mother, who decided to pay a visit after hearing about Alyssa's accident. Keith wasn't bothered about her arrival, he was only worried if she would do something to hurt Alyssa.

"This is the only way, Miles."

"Stop calling me that. You don't fucking get to call me Miles." Landon was angered at her. She wasn't here when Alyssa needed a mother, why would she come back tonight as if she cared about her daughter the most in the world.

Nicole's eyes narrowed, she knew she had lost a lot by playing the villain in her children's lives, but she wanted to amend things.

"Landon, I think you should hear your mother." Keith declared. Karen stood by the kitchen door.

"And do what, exactly?" Landon turned to his father. "Did she ever listen to what we had to say? Where was she these five years? Why is she returning now like all these years never happened?" He wasn't even looking at his mother. She had tears in her eyes.

"She is your mother, Landon."

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. If only labels gave meaning to the emotions. Mothers don't leave their children. Alyssa was right, all she ever cared was about Aurora and only her. She never even tried to understand me or Alyssa. We both were nothing."

His dad placed a hand on his shoulder. Deep down he knew his son was right. Nicole opened her mouth to protest, but he stopped her.

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