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a new beginning

Her name was Reyna.

She met him through a group chat.

Who is he, you ask?

I could ask the same.

After what he did. But it's okay now.

His name was Jacob.

It was through a groupchat where she met him.

He was nice in his ways and sweet with his words, which won her completely over.

She was smitten.

So; incredibly; divinely...

smitten.

In fact, she said such things to him as well.

Jacob was a slick boy; he knew what he wanted and how to get it.

But; Reyna received a message one day.

"Hey, Reyna," it said. Her face immediately lit up at the sight of his message. She immediately began texting back.

"Hey! What's up?" she replied cheerfully.

"I just really feel like I need to talk; Reyna.." he replied.

About what? She thought.

"Reyna, I..." Jacob typed.

And typed.

For what seemed like forever.

"I'm really not in a good place right now..." he typed out.

She waited for him to type. She watched her phone in utter silence.

"My brother... he's killed himself. I don't know what to do, I don't know how to feel anymore..." he stopped.

"What??" she replied. "When did this happen? Why?"

"I just feel like; maybe it was my fault. I feel so empty without him. I'm broken." He said plainly.

But Reyna knew; what he said was anything but plain.

"No, Jacob; listen. You can't put this type of thing on yourself. It'll rot you from the inside out. You will inevitably just lose yourself, please.. your brother probably was just going through some things. And now you are, but you can't let yourself turn into that. I know your brother probably loved you very much." She concluded.

He'd read the message, but it was minutes after until he actually replied.

"I know... ugh, I just miss him so much. But thank you for telling me all of that... I really needed it." he said, and with it a weight came off his chest.

She'd helped him. She'd really helped him.

Reyna and Jacob had become much closer after that.

They felt as though they could just talk forever.

Until one day;

He left.

Gone; without a trace.

He was never active anymore.

What had happened to him?

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