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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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answer that question or think too deeply about it, the bell

without saying a single word to

to the teacher’s lounge. I just want to breathe a little before I have

to anyone

the teacher lounge and freeze up. I was expecting it to be at least somewhat

I release a groan as I walk to the

Nora’s name flashes. I’ve ignored their

Ethan I go to hang up, but

accept button instead

Ava?” she calls

release the breath

dear, please don’t shut me out. Don’t shut me

catching at

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

fucking word.

in your life.

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

breaks my heart.

my eyes. Damn it. I’ve been so emotional

slowly. Trying to

releases a breath. “I’ll give you time if that’s

you in my heart even when I thought you had died.

here for you if you

don’t know if

reply before

know. What

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what I’m afraid of. Of being used. Of being a second choice

Rowan.

anything like that towards them. I was just

pieces of my heart.

Carol says walking towards my

groan under

a way of annoying

her nose in other people’s

“With the way you’ve been eating and how moody

you’re preggo” she finishes

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

fear through every fiber of my

you okay, Ava? You have to know

right?”

out of the lounge, I blindly ran through the hallway till I am out of the school. I immediately jump into my

of the parking lot.

happening. Please don’t let it be

back. Try to do the math, but my

that I will probably be pulled for over speeding. I

Carol was wrong.

car and rush out. Unluckily for me, I bump

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