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My footsteps echoed down the long hallway on the second floor. I was already feeling comfortable walking through, having come from Dr. Newman's office. This floor looked a lot like the first and definitely not creepy like the third. There were patients walking around freely, but there were also some closed doors like on the third floor. I assumed there were more stable patients than others. After passing by a skinny girl with greasy hair who was whispering to the walls, I looked up and stopped dead. Mason. I stopped breathing as I watched him walk in my direction. No straitjacket, no restraints. I'd never seen him standing, and I was struck by how ridiculously tall he was. He was thin but not skeletal, and his black hair still looked messy, as if he ran his hands through it constantly. The difference in the color of his eyes always surprised me. His face, however, made me frown. He had a large bruise under his left eye, and his lower lip was split. What happened? I remembered
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He started walking down the hall. I swear I could imagine the huge smile on his face at that moment. "Let me go!" I screamed, only able to see the ground and the back of his feet. "No." "Logan!" I screamed, frustrated. "Yes?" he asked in a mocking tone. "Let me go! I have something very important to do! Jasmine me—" "Blah," he cut me off. "Blah, blah." "You are so immature." "I know." He wasn't even going to deny it? My God, he was arrogant. "Let me go! I swear if you don't put me down, I'm going to..." I threatened, trying to sound serious. "You're going to what?" he joked, chuckling. "I'm going to do something really bad to..." My voice trailed off as I looked at his very shapely ass. I had never noticed that before. Logan had a really nice ass. Logan continued walking as if nothing was happening. "Did I weigh nothing? He doesn't even look tired." "Logan, if you don't put me down, I'm going to scream so loud your ears will bleed." "Really?" I could hear t
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Logan's words echoed in my head. I could get lost in those deep, gray eyes. I couldn't believe he thought I was strong; I'd never thought of myself as a strong person. Logan stroked my cheek gently, using his thumb to wipe away my tears. "Don't cry," he whispered, his voice sounding so soft. "I don't like to see you cry, Anaís." I... I just didn't finish my sentence; my voice was weak. "Shhh." He pulled me towards him and hugged me. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and shoulder. Instantly, his scent calmed me. I felt safe and protected in his arms. Even I didn't know why I was crying. No one had ever understood me the way Logan did. His story was so sad, and I knew he had probably dealt with a lot of pain, a lot of guilt like I had. His voice soothed me. "Everything will get better, Anaís. I know it feels like this pain is going to last forever and that you'll never be able to be completely happy, but you will be, I promise." He kissed my hair. I don't know how
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A steaming cup of chocolate appeared in front of me. I turned slightly to look at Logan, who gave me a closed-mouthed smile. "What were you thinking?" "In a dangerous and unstable patient..." "Nothing." We sat and talked for hours about the most trivial things in the world, and it felt so good. I felt normal, without worries, without fears. I allowed myself to forget everything that had happened, the pain, the sadness. I wasn't the patient with all those depressing diagnoses; I was just a girl, having a pleasant conversation with the boy she liked. It was already past midnight when I began to feel sleepy. The two of us were facing each other, with our sides against the sofa, our heads resting on it. The intensity of Logan's gaze left me breathless. "Are you sleepy?" I nodded, yawning. "Just a little." "Okay." "Do you really not remember anything about that night?" I tensed up a little, forgetting that he had read my file. "Not much." "You don't remember anything ab
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I am so confused. My mind kept racing, asking questions, assuming things, and then dismantling them because they didn't make sense. My head was throbbing with a slight but growing pain. My footsteps echoed throughout the hallway as I hurried to my room. I had run away from Logan after seeing his knuckles; I didn't have the courage to stay, to wake him up and question him. I was too afraid of his answers. There were also those faint memories of unpleasant sensations, of having been touched against my will, and I didn't understand anything. Had that happened? I had never felt so frustrated at not being able to remember anything, but somehow, I had reached my limit, no longer lost in the darkness of things. The people around me had to give me answers. And the first person had to be Jasmine. I walked into my room, closed the door behind me, and saw my best friend sleeping peacefully with her hands on her chest, straight. I had always told her that she slept like a dead person in a c
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Seeing that boy a few steps away from me, my head throbbed with pain, a faint memory revealing itself in my mind. I was carrying a box into the kitchen; I couldn't believe we still had boxes after two weeks of moving. Well, part of the fault was with the shipping company. Instead of having all our things in one shipment, they arrived in parts. I placed the box on the kitchen table, letting out a long sigh. Vivaldi's Four Seasons echoed throughout the house; my parents were classical music fans. The doorbell rang, surprising me. We had never had visitors except for deliveries, and those were usually in the mornings, and it was almost dusk. I walked out into the living room to find my parents with the same puzzled expression I probably had. The doorbell rang again, and we all walked to the door, my father peeking through the clear glass on the side of it. He opened the door, revealing three people bundled up in coats, hats, and gloves. An older lady smiled at us, “Hello, we ar
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How did I get this guy to fall in love with me? His expression went from concern to confusion and finally understanding. His voice broke the silence. “They already told you.” I nodded, my heart in my throat. “I...” I didn't know what to say; I didn't know why I had this strong desire to apologize. “I'm sorry.” He gave me a sad smile. “You don’t have to apologize; you didn’t choose to forget me.” I could feel the assessment in his gaze. “Are you okay?” Why did they keep asking me that question when they knew the answer? His eyes never left mine. “It's a stupid question, isn't it?” Unable to help myself, I put my hands around his waist and hugged him. He tensed, probably surprised. I buried my face in his chest; he smelled so good. “I still can't remember you completely; I just know who you were in my life, and I'm so sorry to put you through this.” “This is nothing compared to what you're going through, Anaís; you will be fine.” he whispered, kissing my hair. “Besides,
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Monday I don't want to think anymore. Is there a way to turn off my brain? To make my mind go blank? I felt completely overwhelmed; I already had enough with everything that had happened, with my depression, my traumas, without adding love complications. I had entered into a love triangle without wanting to, without the slightest intention, and I had no idea how to handle it. Logan… He knew who Adam was; he knew how he would complicate my life if he kept meddling in it, and he didn't stop until he had gotten into my heart. That was incredibly selfish of him. He knew everything I had been through; why make things more complicated for me? His expression when I had closed the door invaded my mind; maybe he didn't do it in bad faith; maybe he just got carried away by his emotions. Anyway, I couldn't help but feel betrayed in some way, mocked. Jasmine, Adam, Logan—they all knew everything, and the only one who walked in the shadows of ignorance was me. Adam... Those black eyes that
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