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Chapter One Hundred And Ninety Eight

Author: PinkPixieDust
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LENA'S POV

I closed the study door softly behind me and dragged myself upstairs to my room, every step feeling heavier than the last.

The moment the door shut, I leaned back against it, sliding down until I was sitting on the cold floor.

I had had many tough conversations in my life, but that one was definitely one of the most devastating.

Every word felt like I was digging myself into a deeper and deeper pit until, at the end, I was by myself, stuck alone in the darkness.

Whatever we had was
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