prelude.

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"Yorna." 
There i was.
The two boys ive come to love.
Standing drenched in their school uniforms.
"Yorna!"
My eyes following the patch of grass in between the cracks of the sidewalk.
It was difficult to differentiate the raindrops from tears as the stone slabs under my umbrella slowly turned darker.
I dared to look up.
Fist clenched, jaw shaking.

I'd never thought I'd be in this situation.

I had never thought I'd doubt my love for him.


I guess I dont know my own heart.

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