𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕. ━━ tears mixed with raindrops

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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
tears mixed with raindrops ׂׂ

   𝗔𝗦 𝗜 𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗣, raindrops pelted down relentlessly, and there, amidst the storm, stood Clarisse

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   𝗔𝗦 𝗜 𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗣, raindrops pelted down relentlessly, and there, amidst the storm, stood Clarisse. While most campers sought refuge in their cabins, she remained outside, steadfast. Hastening towards her, tears streamed down my cheeks, betraying the turmoil within.

"Kathy, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Who hurt you?" Clarisse's voice carried genuine concern, etched across her features.

Unable to speak I simply embraced her tightly, seeking solace from the deluge of emotions. In her arms, amidst the cold rain, I surrendered to my tears, uncaring of any witnesses to my vulnerability.

"What happened, Kathy?" Clarisse's gentle touch soothed, her fingers running through my wet hair.

"I...I can't find the words," I confessed between sobs.

"You don't have to force it. It's okay," Clarisse reassured, her voice a balm to my shattered spirit.

"It's as if everything's turned upside down, like the world's crumbled beneath me. I can't bear it," I managed to speak amid my tears.

"I understand. You don't have to explain," she offered, understanding lacing her words.

"I just...I can't bear to dwell on it. The pain is too much," I admitted, pulling away from our embrace.

"Let's get you inside before you catch a cold," Clarisse suggested, her concern unwavering. With a nod, I followed her, grateful for her silent support amidst the tempest of my emotions.

Her hand rested gently on my shoulder, a silent vow of unwavering support. Such displays of tenderness were reserved for those closest to Clarisse, revealing a side that many campers rarely witnessed.

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