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Chapter Eight: Depression

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Alliyah Agustin-Astley

It was eerily quiet.

The faint taps of raindrops were the only sound—soft against the windows, distant on the roof—until a single knock echoed against my door, slicing through the silence like a blade.

“How long are you planning to stay in this room?” His tone was cold, calm—almost too controlled. I didn’t bother looking at him.

It had already been three days since that party. Three days since my world tilted, cracked, and refused to piece itself back together.

The moment we got home that day, I felt as if a boulder had been placed on my chest, crushing me until I cried myself empty. I cried until the next morning, then cried again each time the memories threatened to drown me.

Alexander didn’t say anything. He simply watched whenever he walked by my room. He didn’t care if I ate breakfast with tears in my eyes, lunch with a trembling hand, or dinner barely touching my throat.

Last night, I got lucky. He was nowhere in sight. I managed to stay inside my room the
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