Act XXXII

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'Martin's finally asleep,' she thought to herself. She rested her arm on her head, as her mind plunged deep into her thoughts. She did remember what happened back at the lighthouse; in fact, she's been thinking about that since yesterday. It was troubling her, so much that she didn't know how to deal with it.

'He confessed that he liked me. That... really shocked me. We've been friends since the accident, and I never realized it,' she continued to think. 'And then there's that time when Tyrone did... that. And there's also Rocky, that idiot.'

Her head started to ache more. She took a deep breath to ease her, but it was useless. She couldn't stop thinking of those moments. It's as if she were between a rock and a hard place. She felt trapped in this situation.

She pondered to herself, 'Well, I don't like Rocky, that's for sure. Tyrone, he's nice and all, but I don't know. Martin, well..., it's not that like him, but...' She stopped and shook his head.

'What's going on to me?!' she screamed in her head. Everything was unclear. She shut her eyes, and she noticed that they were watery. She smiled with irony.

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