CHAPTER 9: Magic
Night turns into day, but the darkness still remained. Sleep had been no respite for the pain burning my heart, and so there was nothing left to do but to open my eyes.
I can't even get little things to happen the way I want them to happen. Life is so unfair.
I got up from the couch and flexed my muscles. Some joints cracked from the effort, but that eased the soreness. My head and my back, however, are hopeless. I sighed and dragged my feet to the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face.
I couldn't even look at my reflection in the mirror anymore. I ignored it altogether as I scooped water from the running faucet and splashed it on my face. I know I look hideous, like a monster rivaling even Frankenstein himself, but I couldn't care less.
I turned off the faucet and went out of the bathroom.
Painful as it was, I prowled around the house, noticing as I went that I hadn't pulled the curtains open ever since I got here. Every now and then, I saw minute details that reminded me of Emma—some of her photos, a favored chair, and some clothes she forgot to pack on that fateful day.
How can I ever escape her presence here? How can I finally say I've let go of her when in fact I still held her close to my heart?
I ran out of the door.
Because I couldn't.
"Somebody, please help me forget…" I whispered to the wind blowing in my face.
Then a golden apparition came to steal my senses.
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