Epilogue
The sun rushed through my windows as I squinted in the darkness cast by my curtains my hair faking over my red eyes, I squeezed them shut once again and groaned hoping it was all a dream.
But it wasn't
And I was still here…
On my own…

Epilogue
The sun rushed through my windows as I squinted in the darkness cast by my curtains my hair faking over my red eyes, I squeezed them shut once again and groaned hoping it was all a dream.
But it wasn't
And I was still here…
On my own…
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