• Chapter 4: Whispers •

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Virgil's POV (Again)

Dying inside? That sounds correct for how I'm feeling. I haven't eaten all day. I'm perfectly fine with laying in my bed all day with music blasting through my ears, my mind off school. I rolled over and grabbed my sketchbook and a pencil. I started sketching, whispers surrounding me and echoing through my empty room.

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