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Chapter Five
Surprisingly, I did.
But it was a painful existence. Grieving for Edward with every breath, every heartbeat, every cutting remark from Aunt Sophia. Weeping for most of the day and all of the night. Hiding from the face in the mirror because it was too much like Edward's.
No matter how painful, however, time went on.
