NIGHTINGALE

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“What happened, Nightingale? What’s wrong?” Quetzal asked me as she cried with me.

I just hugged her tighter and continued crying, I couldn’t speak to save my life. I had been absorbing so much emotional trauma and refusing to cry for so long, but now my limit had been passed and I could no longer hold the tears in. I absorbed all the comfort she had to offer and cried till I felt physically drained.

“Please talk to me, Nightingale. You’re scaring me.” Quetzal said and I moved my head back from her shoulder to look at her.

I tried to smile as I replied to her.

“I’m...