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It’s been a month since the whole thing with Ethan happened. Am I okay? Definitely not. Does it

still hurt? Fuck yes. Have I moved on? Absolutely not.

Things haven’t been easy. Every day I find myself drowning further and further in a sea of pain and heartache. I thought I was doing okay when I decided to move on with Ethan. I realize now

that I was probably just lying to myself.

Ethan’s betrayal has drenched up all the other pains I tried burying. All the hurts I tried

forgetting. It was like I was now back to square one. Only thing is that I had a few more new scars

marring my heart and soul.

I go through the days in a fog. Just living numbly. Time and things pass me by because I wasn’t

really living. I am just surviving. Taking each day one at a time.

Everyone seems to have moved on, but I feel like I am just stuck. Stuck in a never ending cycle of

pain and heartbreak. My world right now is dark and cold and I feel all alone.

“Miss Sharp, are you okay?” Mark, one of my students asks me.

Fuck, I hate that name. It serves as a reminded that the people who gave it to me broke me. I

wanted to change it, but I didn’t know which name to take. I didn’t want to take the Howell’s name

given I don’t know that much about them. There is also the fact that I haven’t spoken to them

since that day at my house.

“Yes, I am…focus on the classwork” I reply to him before looking down at the books on my desk.

I loved teaching, but nowadays it has become like a chore. Every day I come to work, I can’t help

but wish the hours would fly by quickly so that I can go home. I wanted solitude but I wasn’t

getting enough of that with Letty and Rowan checking up on me every damn time.

My students have noticed something is wrong. Classes aren’t as fun as they used to be. I wasn’t as

cheery as I was before. I was like a robot. Lifeless. Because of this some of my students have

started skipping class. I just don’t know how to bring back the old Ava.

‘Instead of trying to bring the old you, why don’t you try to create a new version?‘ an internal voice

asks.

Was that even possible? Creating a new version. A version of me that is different from the child,

teen then woman who has been broken too many times to count.

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deeply about it, the bell rings Taking

my class without saying a single word to my

a little before I have to go

to anyone

the teacher lounge and freeze up. I was expecting

packed. I release a groan as I walk to the furthest

phone rings just as I sit down. Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored

with Ethan I go to hang up,

accept button instead

she calls

Just release

out. Don’t shut me and

at

don’t say anything. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. My

fucking word.

your life. I want

want to be there for you. I already lost one child, please don’t makeme lose another. Losing you again

breaks my heart.

eyes. Damn it. I’ve been

need time” I tell her slowly. Trying to push

you time if that’s what you need, but always remember

when I thought you had died. I

be here for you if you

good to be wanted, but I don’t know if I can trust them yet.

I reply

but I just don’t know. What if she’s just looking for

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used. Of being a second choice

Rowan.

like that towards them. I was just trying

pieces of my heart.

Carol says walking towards my

groan under

teacher and she had a

stick her nose in

shock. “With the way you’ve been

one would think you’re preggo” she finishes with

I freeze in my seat. Her words

through every fiber

behavior and frowns. “Are you okay, Ava? You have to know that I was

right?”

lounge, I blindly ran through the hallway till I am out of the school.

of the parking lot.

This couldn’t be happening. Please don’t let it

do the math, but my

not caring that I will probably be pulled for over

Carol was wrong.

park my car and rush

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