Mazek looks out over the city. She sat at the top of stark tower. She pulled her jacket off. It was the middle of summer, but she still wore long sleeves. She looked down. It was so high. She wasn't sure if she could do it. She breathed deeply, standing up. She took a step forward, to the edge, setting a small folded sheet of paper on the ground and setting her black heart locket over it. She turned back to the city, a tear sliding down her cheek. She took another step.All Rights Reserved
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