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The Voice

Sammi POV

Two weeks. That’s how long it’s been. Two weeks since that Halloween party, and three weeks since Grayson left, and I've been living in a constant state of denial and pain. I try to convince myself every day that I’m okay, that I’m moving on, that I’ve pushed him out of my mind—but it’s all a lie. Every night, I break down, sobbing into my pillow, wondering how it all went so wrong. A part of me still clings to this ridiculous hope that he’ll come back, that there’s some kind of messed-up explanation for everything.

I don’t want to hope, but I can’t stop.

“Sammi.” Zade’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts. He sits down in front of me, watching me as I halfheartedly move the brush across the canvas. “Sammi, look at me!” he snaps, and I meet his eyes, startled by the intensity in them. “You’re late. Joel and Zak got all the Christmas stuff out for you the day after Halloween. It’s sitting there, untouched.”

His words hang in the air, but I don’t respond. How can I? It’s true. T
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