Prologue

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She fell asleep after an hour of tears. It's the same as every other night, only tonight seemed a little bit worse. She didn't even take the time to cover herself in her blankets.

Her life has been lived under the belief that no one understands. That she's too different. That she's beyond rescue. A fresh piece breaks off of her aching heart, day after day.

There's a part of me that wants to help mend it. But I'm not allowed.

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