I cry out as my back is pierced with the sharp knife of betrayal. I look into her soulless pupils, shocked and slowly sink to my knees. The hot sting of tears prick the corners of my eyes as they burn their way down my cheeks. Why? I ask her. Why why why? I say it over and over and over, wishing for an answer. But she won’t give me one. She can’t. She killed herself. She left me. Alone. I’m all alone. Alone alone alone. I repeat the word in my head. Again and again and again. The silence echoes in my ears. It’s deafening. I feel nothing. I’m numb. So numb. I want to feel her fingers in my hair. But I can’t. I want to feel her lips on mine. But I can’t. I want to feel her body curled against me. But I can’t. And I won’t. Ever again. Because I am alone. Always and forever. Alone.

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