The day I got discharged, I went to the cemetery.I stopped in front of a headstone with a bouquet in my hands.The woman in the photo looked just like me. Same eyes. Same smile.My mom. Sylvia.She died from a heart attack during my sophomore year.Before she passed, she held my hand and said, "Rowan, live free. Don't spend your whole life trapped by other people like I was."But I still trapped myself.Trapped in Heidi's eyes.Trapped in that stupid game.I sat in front of the grave and set the flowers down."Mom, I came to see you. Sorry it took so long. I was too ashamed to come back."A breeze stirred through the pine trees.Even the comments had gone quiet. Like everyone could feel how heavy this place was."I might be staying with you soon." I brushed my fingers over the photo. "The doctor said I probably don't have much time left. But I'm not scared anymore. For the first time in years, I'm finally living for myself."I pulled an envelope from my bag.Inside was
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