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CHAPTER 97

Every dawn, I wrestle out of bed, gripping the worn-out edges of a routine that’s barely keeping me intact. I stand up, get dressed, and make an attempt at readying myself for whatever lies ahead but it seems more challenging every day.

The longer shockingly Kylo is away, the more I feel like am coming apart.

I channel my attention towards work which is the only thing left in me under control. My designs have always served as an asylum to escape the stifling reality surrounding my life here. But even that doesn’t seem easy anymore. As I sit at my desk with my pencil poised above the paper, it wouldn’t allow any line to be drawn by hand.

The blank page seems to taunt me as if reminding me about how hollow I am inside.

It doesn’t help that Dora and Cassandra have made it their mission to destroy whatever little peace I have left. They’re always watching, waiting for me to slip up.

It started with small things—misplacing my sketches, moving my tools so I’d waste time looking for them—but
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