I wiped my tears with shaky hands. It took a while, much longer than I could ever admit. My eyes burned, swollen and raw from everything I had cried out. Every part of me trembled with unease, torn between walking away and turning back to see why Aldrich still hadn't come after me. I wasn't used to being left behind. It felt so strange. It was so damn wrong.

With the last scraps of strength still holding my broken self together, I lifted my head-and if I could, I swear, would have rewound the moment, ignored the person standing in front of me, and walked straight into my uncertainty.

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