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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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or think too deeply about it, the bell rings Taking

out of my class without saying a single word to

breathe a little before I have to go to my next class Luckily, no

to anyone

I was expecting

groan as I walk to the

Nora’s name

with Ethan I go to hang up,

accept button instead

Ava?” she

anything. Just release the breath I was

me out. Don’t shut

at the

don’t say anything. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. My mouth refuses to move. To utter a

fucking word.

to be in your life.

one child, please don’t makeme lose another. Losing you again just after finding you would kill me” she pleads, crying and

breaks my heart.

it. I’ve been so

her slowly. Trying to

if that’s what you need, but always

in my heart even when

that I’ll always be here for you if you

I don’t know if I can trust them yet. Only time

reply before hanging

know. What if she’s just looking for someone to

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That’s what I’m afraid of. Of being used.

Rowan.

towards

pieces of my heart.

Carol says walking towards

groan under

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

stick her nose

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

would think you’re preggo” she

I freeze in my seat.

through every fiber of my

behavior and frowns. “Are you okay, Ava? You have

right?”

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

of the parking lot.

happening. Please don’t let

but my

that I will probably be pulled

Carol was wrong.

store, I park my car and

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