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Rose
I open my eyes to an empty spot right next to me—making me blink a few times and realise that I'm actually in bed, all by myself. As I sit up straight, I immediately look left to see myself in the mirror; hair in different directions, lips pale and chapped. I definitely look like a mess but I can hardly care.
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