EMILY POV The sound of pages flipping woke me up as I sat upright on the couch, flipping my hair backward. I saw Olivia closing the book that was in her hand as she took a seat on the side stool in the sitting room. "Are you awake fully?" She asked, gazing at me with concern etched on her face and I nodded. "Yesz I'm awake fully," I responded, smiling faintly at her. I watched as she stood, carrying the stool over to my side before settling on it. "Emily," She called, gently holding my hand as she stroked it. "Are you fine? Do you want to talk about it?" I have her small tired smile, resting my body on the couch, adjusting the blanket on my thigh. My eyes felt heavy, like they were carrying the problems of the world like a Messiah. "Liv, I'll be fine," I whispered, even when I knew it was a big lie. My voice cracked, betraying me. "Emily,
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