she stood under the awning of the nearest building, panting hoping that he didn't follow her.
her eyes gathered tears, her lungs stung from sprinting. she wasn't okay at all.
though he posed no physical threat, he had hurt her more emotionally than a punch or two would.
she leaned against the wall, catching her breath as tears streamed down her cold cheeks, soft wisps of warm air escaping her lips.
will anything ever be okay again?
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