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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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can answer that question or think too deeply

out of my class without saying a single word

teacher’s lounge. I just want to breathe a little before I have to go to my next class Luckily, no one stops me in

to anyone

up. I was expecting it to be at least

packed. I release a groan as I walk to

I sit down. Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored their calls

them. Especially given their relationship with Ethan I go to hang

accept button instead

she

anything. Just release the breath I

Don’t

catching at

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

fucking word.

Ava and I want to be in your

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

breaks my heart.

I’ve been so emotional these

her slowly. Trying to push back my

“I’ll give you time if that’s what you need,

I’ve always carried you in my heart even when I thought

be here for you if you need me”

wanted, but I don’t know if I can trust

reply before hanging

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

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used. Of being a second choice just like I was

Rowan.

wasn’t being cold or anything like that towards them. I was just trying to protect the

pieces of my heart.

girl” Carol says

groan under

teacher and she had a way of annoying the hell out

her nose

food” she looks at me in shock. “With the way you’ve been

you’re preggo” she finishes

was joking, but I freeze in my seat.

every

“Are you okay, Ava? You have

right?”

ran through

of the parking lot.

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

try to think back. Try to do the math, but

that I will probably be pulled for over speeding. I

Carol was wrong.

and

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