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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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that question or think too deeply about it, the bell

without saying a single word

just want to breathe a little before I have to go to my next class Luckily, no one stops me in the hallway.

to anyone

lounge and freeze up. I was

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

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

with Ethan I

accept button instead

Ava?” she calls

release the

me out. Don’t shut me and your

at

couldn’t even if I wanted to. My mouth refuses to move. To

fucking word.

in your life.

there for you. I already lost one child, please don’t makeme lose another. Losing you again just after finding you would

breaks my heart.

fill my eyes. Damn it. I’ve been so

tell her slowly. Trying to

that’s what you need,

my heart even when I thought you had died. I hope you can

here for

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

I reply before hanging

I just don’t know. What if she’s

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Of being used. Of being a

Rowan.

that towards them. I was just trying to protect

pieces of my heart.

girl” Carol says

groan

a way of annoying the hell

her

looks at me in shock. “With the way you’ve been eating and

preggo” she

seat. Her words ring in my mind like a

every fiber of

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

right?”

the lounge, I blindly ran through the hallway till I am out

of the parking lot.

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

back. Try to do the math, but my mind is so jumbled that I cannot

I will probably be pulled for

Carol was wrong.

store, I park my car and rush out. Unluckily for me, I bump into

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