I broke down.
She didn't notice.
I ran away.
When she woke up there was just a hint of me in the pillowcase. When I woke up, her fingerprints were all over me.
I was her. A part of who she was. I had become her. I couldn't go back.
It was too late.
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MOONDUST • NAMO
FanfictionTRIGGER WARNING! When Momo has no other way to express her sorrow.
