Invisible

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"You know," she said wearily, "sometimes I wish I was invisible,"

"No. You. Don't. Trust me," he said, his voice suddenly bitter. She looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but blurt out a stupid question.

"What do you mean?"

"The world use to see right through me. I didn't exist, I was a nobody, left to die."

"Oh, I-"

"We need to go," he interrupted and stalked off.

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