NORA
I buried my face in my hands, my shoulders trembling as silent tears streamed down my cheeks.
I hated this. I hated how weak I felt, how my emotions controlled me instead of the other way around. My chest ached, and no matter how many deep breaths I took, the pain didn’t lessen.
Logan.
Damn him. Damn everyone. I would be fine.
Why did he have to look at me like that? Why did his words stick to me, making me feel things I didn’t want to feel? And worse, why did he have to be right? Why not me?
I sniffled, wiping my face roughly. No. I wouldn’t let this get to me. I refused. I had been through worse. I had survived worse.
A knock on the door made me freeze.
I quickly wiped at my cheeks, trying to erase the evidence of my breakdown. I didn’t want to see anyone. Not Logan. Not Mira. Definitely……
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