I stopped all my activities. Really stop. Letters of resignation have been handed over to the office, and security is growing tight around me. Gallena had said it all and she overheard Mama and Aunt Irina's conversation; that everyone was afraid that I would run away again, and here I am, under house arrest.It's been five days, and I've been doing everything like a robot. Talking in moderation, having breakfast, sitting in the middle of the little dinner party between Mikhaelovich and Jamesson talking sparingly, and then returning to my room to lie there.I'm not far from my room, because it's a safe place for me at the moment. No one was able to barge in anymore, and messed up all my senses only to slam me to the ground. I prefer to be alone now, and just waiting for my death which is truly dead.I went into the bathroom, grabbed a razor, and went back to painting the cuts on my hands. It's not as painful as it used to be, and now I do it more and more before I soak myself in the ba
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