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Ever since that day, Peter stopped coming every night like he used to.
But...
Since Madison had gotten used to him coming in that particular time, she always waited for him..
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Even if it lasted her the whole night just to see him again...
Despite of that happening every night and her having lack of sleep, she still took care of her father in the day and just like what Peter had said, it took a few weeks for her father to slowly recover.
The man didn't seem to remember anything on the events that happened that night and she didn't dare to even mention it.
She gotta admit it, it was hard to take care of him since he's being too stubborn these days. Even if he knew that he's in an unexpected situation for some reason, his pride just couldn't let himself accept the fact that he's surprisingly weak.
And the most confusing part in his perspective is...,he couldn't get himself to talk, even if he tried to let out some words, it would be so unclear for Madison.
Besides all of that happening everyday, it continued until a couple of months finally came by...
And by then, her father started going out of the house again.
Madison didn't know where he was going this time, but one obvious reason of him going out came to her mind.
And that's going out to drink alcohol on wherever he goes once again and only going home when it's already late at night.
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Madison sat on the bench that she usually sits on, which was the one by the window.
She always stayed up all night waiting for Peter's arrival but...
...there's no sign of him until the time reached 12 am...
This routine continued every night until she felt her body slowly giving up on her. She already lacked a lot of sleeping hours and always lost her appetite on her meals.
She slowly got thinner by the day as she always put her long hair in a messy bun so it doesn't bother her face as much as her mind does.
She let out a deep sigh.
Why is she even like this?
Back then, even if she hadn't met Peter yet, she didn't felt or show any emotion like what she's feeling right now...
So why...is she having this weird feeling as if something is missing?
Like a part of her is incomplete...?
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And this feeling...
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Why is it so familiar...?
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