Laura POVI Can't stop the thoughts that flood my mind. My brain reacts to Maxwell’s actions by seizing up like muscle memory. Right now, there isn’t a single thought without a filter.I gasp for a breath as I reach my room, sheltering inside for some privacy, but I’m not alone with the loudness inside my head.One hand is pressed firmly against my chest, and the other grips my hair. I groan in agony, desperate for these voices and impulses to leave me alone and spare me some peace.My head whips towards the door, and I lurch forward to lock it. I shove my back against the wood and slowly sink to the floor, sobbing into my hands. As soon as my legs hit the ground, I crumble into a hyper-sensitive state.I tighten my hands into fists so intensely that my fingernails dig into my palms. My eyes shut as I try to control my breathing, but I can’t seem to distract myself. Everything is so loud, and I cannot push it out.There is an ache between my brows, growing over my eyes and into the b
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