Kessa There has been a sharp pain lodged into my heart for a while now, and no matter how hard I had tried to push it off, it was impossible. It pressed on my chest like a weight I couldn’t lift, relentless in its insistence. “The more you think of him, the worse it gets,” my mother, Luna Sara, said softly, sitting across from me at the small dining table. Her eyes, filled with quiet concern, never left mine. “You should see a doctor, Kess.” I didn’t realize that my hand had been clutching my chest, squeezing hard, trying to contain the ache. I shook my head slowly. “I will be fine,” I breathed out, almost as if saying it aloud would make it true. Her gaze softened, yet a frown tugged at her lips. “You see, Kessa. I might not be inside your head, but I am your mother. And it is clear that you are going through pain.” I leaned back, letting out a shaky breath, staring at the wooden surface between us. “Mother… if I told you I didn’t want to go to a doctor, would you… would you
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