I didn’t talk to anyone when I got home. I just went straight to my room and cried until the next morning, and when I woke up, I started another round of crying. My pillow was soaked, and my nose kept running. I felt like I was slowly fading away, like I was no longer myself but just a shadow of who I used to be.My phone notification broke the silence, and I struggled to pick it up. Seeing Christopher's post on social media made me sniffle with curiosity. The caption says, "Clara Morgan, the true mate". The post had a picture of him and the woman he kissed last night. The moment I saw it, a fresh wave of tears hit me. I had believed I found love, but it turned out to be nothing more than a cruel lie.I turned off my phone and cried all over again, my heart felt too broken and the pain was too much to bear. I lay on my bed, soaking the sheets with tears, when someone knocked on the door. I didn’t respond right away because I was too drained to care."Open this door, Isabella," my mom
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