Seven Floors Down, Seven Years Back
Three years had gone by, and I still couldn't understand why I was even alive.
My thoughts went blank, and over and over, I cried out, "Would it make you all happy if I just died?"
"Yes! Go ahead, then!" Magnus spat, his eyes filled with disgust.
Mom and Dad waved me off, their patience gone. "Get lost!"
I stopped trembling, and it felt as if my heartbeat had frozen in time. A fog blanketed my thoughts, but beneath it, a fierce resolve began to form.
I turned and bolted toward the elevator, making my way to the rooftop. No one followed or even seemed to care. I reached the edge of the rooftop and scaled the railing.
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