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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

of my class without saying

a little before I have to go

to anyone

up. I was expecting it to be at least somewhat

release a groan as I walk to the

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

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

accept button instead

Ava?” she

anything. Just release the breath

out. Don’t shut

at the

couldn’t even if I wanted to.

fucking word.

my daughter, Ava and I want to be in your life. I want

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

breaks my heart.

I’ve been so emotional these past few

I tell her slowly. Trying to push

if that’s what you

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

and know that I’ll always be here for you

wanted, but I don’t know

reply before

I just don’t know. What if she’s just looking for someone to hang

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used. Of being

Rowan.

or anything like that towards them. I was just trying to

pieces of my heart.

says walking towards

I groan under

a junior highschool teacher and she had a

her nose in other people’s

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

one would think you’re preggo”

seat.

fear through every fiber of

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

right?”

blindly ran through the hallway

of the parking lot.

happening. Please don’t let it be happening.

the math, but my mind is so jumbled that I

drive fast, not caring that I will probably be pulled for over speeding. I

Carol was wrong.

and rush out. Unluckily for me, I bump into

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