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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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too deeply

without saying a single

a little before I have to go to my next class Luckily, no one stops me in the

to anyone

was expecting it to be at least somewhat empty, but

groan as I walk to the furthest

I sit down. Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored their calls not

their relationship with Ethan I

accept button instead

Ava?” she

release

me out. Don’t shut me and

at the

if I wanted

fucking word.

your life. I

be there for you. I already lost one child, please don’t makeme lose

breaks my heart.

it. I’ve been so emotional

I tell her slowly. Trying to push back my

give you time if that’s what you need,

heart even when I thought

here for you if

so good to be wanted, but I don’t know if

reply

she’s saying, but I just don’t know. What

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used. Of being a second choice just

Rowan.

that towards them.

pieces of my heart.

Carol says walking

I groan under

was a junior highschool teacher and she had a way of annoying the hell out of

to stick her nose

in shock. “With the way you’ve been eating

would think you’re preggo” she finishes with

my seat. Her words ring in my mind like a broken

every fiber of

Ava? You have to

right?”

up as panic starts coursing through my body. Rushing out of the lounge, I blindly ran through the hallway till I am out of the school. I immediately jump into my car and speed

of the parking lot.

be happening. Please don’t

to do the math, but my mind is

I will probably be pulled for over speeding. I needed

Carol was wrong.

my car and rush out. Unluckily for

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