The days dragged on slowly with each passing day reminding me of all the pain I was going through both physically, emotionally and most especially, mentally. I felt heavy, both in body and spirit. My mother had left early to volunteer at the home for the elderly, Daphne had taken Abigail out for ice cream, and my father was away on another one of his business trips that kept him more absent than present in our lives. The house was too quiet,it almost gave me the feeling that I was in a haunted house. I laid on the couch, lazily watching TV when the doorbell rang.The sound jolted me upright, and my heart raced for no reason. I frowned, assuming it was probably Daphne back with Abigail, or maybe my mom returning earlier than expected. Dragging myself off the couch, I walked over to get the door, not even bothering to look in the mirror to see how worn-out I looked.I was surprised to see Marcus standing there the moment I opened the door. “Marcus?” I said, gasping, almost not believi
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