When I opened my eyes, tears rolled down my skin reaching the shell of my ears. Two soft hands wiped them. "He's alive, just not present at the moment," My head turned, hearing his deep voice. His icy cold eyes met mine. They wouldn't lie to me. I hadn't felt him fully disappear. I pushed myself up in a sitting position. I didn't notice Elizabeth was holding my hand. I tried to tug my hand but she tightened her grip. "It's not good." I pulled my hand again. "You need to calm down." Silver said, sitting on the edge of the mattress. "I'm okay," I pulled my hand and felt myself drained, dizzy, angry, and mad. Her head shook in disapproval, she grasped my hand more tightly. Tears welled in my eyes, "I have a feeling, I'm turning into a mad person. " I said, looking into my mother's eyes.
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