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i hate seeing you like this . ( sarah! 💌 )

“I think I might be like this for a while, Sarah.”  A long, long time, if she had to predict because the other, and in her opinion better, half of her was on a different plane now, somewhere he couldn't come back from, no matter how much she cried, begged, and screamed, all of which she had done her fair share of the day that it happened.

Amelia broke that day— something in her had shattered and twisted at the same time, leaving her a hollow version of herself —and she found herself broken still.

“I keep... expecting him to show up, I keep... thinking he's going to— to walk through that door.. round the corner, like he's not..”  Dead. Buried miles and miles from home. She thought it, but she couldn't make herself say it, because to say it would be to solidify it. “You know what I mean—? Like... He'd be like, 'Surprise, what's going on?' and I would be happy to see him, but I'd... want to kill him too, for scaring me like that, for.. making me feel like this—”

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