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72. His call
Celia’s POV
It has been one month since Lillian got married to Zed. It has been two months since I am seeing a therapist and made a new friend- Ryan, the Harry Potter, the wizard in my life. It has been three months since I lost my pregnancy- my twins died. It has been four months since Alexander left me, since my life became upside down, since all my dreams along with my heart has shattered. Shattered is a little word.
I think I am getting better, or at least that’s what everyone is thinking, because, I was one of the active participants in Lillian’s marriage. Alexander has become a Voldemort in our family. No one raises his name. If the topic comes, they would say, that brute. But this is no joke. I could not sleep if I don’t have the pills. Even when I did, there are always been nightmares.
I might be having busy days since I am now working as, I don’t know what I sho
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