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025[final]

Anna's POV

It's been three days since I read the letter, three days since I last ate, and most importantly three days since I've been happy.

He was gone.
My true love was gone, you don't understand.

I held my hands to my face, once again the tears filling the delicate palm of my hands, the pale skin blocking out the light from engulfing my face in false happiness and an idea of love perfect like in the books.

This was no book, and it surely was not a happy ending, he saved me but left me desperate for some of his kisses.

"I hate life," I thought to myself.
It was so unfair to me, to him, and to everyone else.

The group would frequently visit, asking me question in which the answer would never leave my mouth, my lips stuck into s frown.

I was numb? Was this love? Was this what happiness felt like? And why did it have to slip from my hands like water going through our fingers.

I looked at the clock, I was able to leave today, Gaby agreed to sign me out and take me out.

But even that, which would usually bring me to a small smile in the corner of my heart shaped lips, never seemed to make me smile anymore.

"Oh, Niall, I miss you so much," I croaked out.

And with that I fell asleep, not I wound what happened to me after.