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I assumed that I was not sleeping and then crying like a cupcake, exhausted by what little strength I had left.
With the help of dad, we arrived early to my room, and now there was dad, Sofia, and me.
We found her on our way through the corridors, and there was no way she would let us go without her company. I explained the situation a bit without giving too many details. She gave me a hug one sincere smile, and then they both left.
I tried to sleep, but the pain in my chest didn’t go away. I could still remember how Diana yelled at me to go and then see her hug that guy.
It seemed utterly impossible to me after seeing her cry. But still she...
The tiredness took hold of me in that instant. The burning of the eyes beat me.
The next day you could hear the rain falling. I could feel the stinging in your eyes, even were burning for what happened the day before. I let out a sigh wishing that all this pain will go away with that breath.
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