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"She's here, she's not talking I'm worried." I've heard all this talk before. Fake sympathy that I'm not talking, worry that slowly fades.

My mother was over it. He would be soon, I just needed a place to stay. It was either him or Logan. Logan would have been a bit of a sticky situation, I...

Let's just not talk about it.

"Han, you need help. What happened to the bubbly girl I used to know?" Used to know, because you don't know what happened.

I shrugged my shoulders. He then let go off the concern written on his face. He pulled me into a room.

"Your room." He smiled at me. I thanked him by kissing his cheek. He knotted his eyebrows but said nothing.

I waved at him as I put my stuff away, just so he could leave. As soon as I heard the door close, I broke down on the floor.

I sobbed uncontrollably, once again I was so weak.

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