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Ambrosia's POV
The week had been utter hell on earth,
I constantly hand people walking up to me asking me how I was,
what had happened,
stuff like that and each time I had to lie and fake a smile,
I wouldn't let anyone see me weak, at school...at home...at the store...and hanging out around people,
each and every time I put on a mask,
one that was absolutely impenetrable,
I honestly felt like a hole had been punched through my chest
, like a huge part of me was missing and only they could fill it...and I hated that,
I hated feeling like I was stuck while the world continued on,
I kept replaying the moments in my head,
I constantly had to stop myself from psychoanalyzing each and every move I had made around them, but I've come to realize that it wasn't my fault,
I could have done more yes, but why fight the inevitable,
I know that if I had stayed and pleaded to go with them like I wanted we all would've been hurt... regretting our words and the decisions we made.
I sighed softly and shook my head of all of the negative thoughts instead focusing on the canvas in front of me,
after that dream from Bella's birthday I had kept seeing the faces of the four children,
I couldn't stop thinking about them,
looking at their bright eyes and cheery expressions in my dreams was enough to keep me going,
I painted very carefully making sure every single detail was perfect,
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