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shock

Cher had looked at her window for the past fifteen minutes in shock.

She couldn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it. Probably because it made the guilt that had 'disappeared' yesterday to come back. Only this time bigger.

There was frost on her window and the edges of the wall near the window. But the thing that really killed her was, that there was no black sand in it

That made her want to scream at herself. He cared about her, but she tried forgetting about him.

And the frost had proven it.

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