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Samantha leaned closer, practically hovering, her excitement making me smile despite myself. She picked up the sealed bag, turning it over in her hands before noticing a small note attached. She unfolded it and read aloud, her voice teasing and a little dramatic: “Sorry for overworking you last night. I got some pills and food for you. Signed, D.” I froze, my heart stuttering in my chest. The blush that had been creeping up my neck surged hot across my cheeks, and I snatched the note from her hands, feeling my fingers tremble just slightly. My pulse raced, a strange, thrilling mix of surprise, delight, and something I couldn’t quite name.

A little something called self sabotage. Self sabotage; behavior or thoughts, especially of an involuntary or unconscious nature, that are harmful to one’s own interests or development. Liviana never thought of herself as being so reckless, so careless. So, why was it that whenever the threat of having her mask ripped away arose, she turned into this villain? She would scream, thrash, threaten. And then, when none of that worked, she would plot. She would rewrite her character, stopping her dance as, instead, she glared. She stopped the entertainment, dropping the act and putting an end to her puppet show, and she would emerge as someone new, someone unrecognizable. Someone that they wouldn’

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--- --- Clearer. --- --- And finally— --- Free. --- ---

No attempts to fix it. Just silent company in the dark.

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

, "There aren't any cosmetics. Daisy pulls out a thermal mug. Holds the boy's hand, presses some cold water. Pulls out a small pair of scissors, teaches the boy to cut the nutritional powder packet. Another package gives the man reading the product information. She makes a series of moves. She wanna ask "can he eat this?" The man was a bit confused but the product information was all grains with some crushed nuts. Very safe for health. The man nods but wonders. Eating and drinking like this, the standard "eat to live, not live to eat."