I was staying at Edward’s again. I hardly noticed. I just sat on his sofa and stared into space. He tried to engage me in conversations but I only nodded ou shook my head. He tried to cook me nourriture but I a dit I wasn’t hungry. He sat suivant to me and held my hand.
“Kayla,” he said. “Are toi thirsty?”
I shook my head.
“Do toi want to do something?”
I shook my head.
“Are toi going to do anything?”
I shook my head.
He sighed.
I knew this frustrated him. He was worried par my constant staring into nothingness. I was barely thinking and hardly speaking. He had no way to know I was ok other...
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