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Chapter 37 Cold/Fear

  • Sierra pov.
  • He didn't care to check on me; he didn't even bother to know how I was feeling. He just left me there. The sight of his retreating figure made my heart sink, and the smell of his aftershave lingered in the air, taunting me with memories of happier times. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of my own sobs.
  • Most of the time during the daytime, I sat close to the small window, as I lay my head down, trying to forget the pain that was boiling inside of me. The bright sunlight filtered through the dusty panes, casting a warm glow on my tear-stained cheeks. I could smell the scent of fresh flowers from the garden, a stark contrast to the musty air of the small room.
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