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andrya's pov
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it's so loud..outside me and even in my head.. i'm so tired. "hey eliza."
"hm, why?" she looked at me expectantly but with understanding. "guess a few nights of talking made you aware that i don't share much?" she laugh, "yes but that's fine. you don't have to open up."
"thanks." i sighed.
"you're welcome andrya."
with her, i'm not forced to talk. it's hard to quiet down everything, it's harder to calm yourself when you're losing it. glad she understands; it's comforting that i don't have to say anything yet she'll be able to read me.
how can i explain everything that's going on if i can't even understand a thing myself anyway? i sighed again.
