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| Ch. # | Chapter Title | Word Count | Reviews |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 |
Drained. White was everything, but people see it as nothing. White is something to fill that is already full. |
884 | 6 |
| 2 |
Torn. Do it quickly—like a band aid. It will be the first thing I say. Then he’ll jump up and kiss me, and everything will be perfect: absolutely perfect. |
1,185 | 7 |
| 3 |
Used. During the days I would think of a thousand reasons I hated her, and every night I would beg for forgiveness a million times over. |
1,314 | 7 |
| 4 |
Betrayed. My hands are shaking, my knees might give way at any moment. I can almost feel him looking me in the eye, straight into my soul as I write. I hope he can read what I’ve written; I hope that one day someone will realize that I have tried to redeem myself. |
852 | 3 |
| 5 |
Fallen. It was so hard to look, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I walked to the front gate, or what was left of it. The gate door was thrown off its hinges; James and I had put that fence together, and now it was gone. |
1,943 | 4 |
| 6 |
Collapsed. The Blacks were their own constellation. They burned bright, but their light waned. The Noble House of Black had grasped at life long enough; they were long overdue to burn out, to collapse into their own Black hole. |
667 | 5 |
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