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I practically forgot about the guy with Damien's face for a while. Until he came up on stage, which was towards the end of the concert. And he sang, eyes fixed on me. Or maybe an optical illusion on my part, but really that's what I see. His song, I wouldn't have to describe it because it was way too perfect. It brought back memories and I saw my PTSD smile on my face. See Paige, you should not have come here. What did the psychologist say again? Stay away from your damn triggers! I'm out of here.

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I’m going to drown in my mind in a room of small armchairs trying to kill me. All around me, the portraits on the walls were laughing at me. I don’t remember what the photographs looked like before, but as they started cackling at me, they all started to look like weird holographic images that shifted between the Shit Witch wearing my mate’s face and the old ‘Good’ Witch. It was freaking me out.

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I saw a receipt with the name of Ben Melberg and it was my dad's name. Dad gave him this card and I didn't know where he hid this ATM card. I need to do more research on PTSD. As far as I think, the PTSD is different in werewolves as compared to humans. He thinks that he has a mate and that mate is human. It is not possible for him to have a mate. And the life of that human mate is in danger. I went to the library to read psychology books. I put my hand on a book, grab it and somebody from behind me put hand on my hand. I felt a spark of high emotions in my whole body. The book fell from my hand and I turned.

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I'm so proud to be his friend. As for me, I was just wearing black jeans, a dark blue shirt and a leather jacket. "So, are you ready?" I asked him while helping him put on his jacket. Damien smiled. "Well, I'm a little bit nervous, but I'm ready," "Make him melt for you," I smirked after winking to my friend. Lucas “PTA?” I asked confusingly. "Post Traumatic Amnesia. Your brain was also badly injured during that accident, thing that made you in a state of confusion and unable to remember events that occur before injury." The doctor explained.

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“Hah? What are you talking about?” Dreia quickly responds with a photo. It looks like a meme template of a drunk girl sitting behind a table full of make-up. Astrid’s eyes widen, realizing it was that she was the girl in the photo. “What the hell? Where did this come from?” “You don’t know?” “What are you—what do I not know?” “Oh. Oh shit.” “Dreia, I swear to god— “ Dreia then sends her a Youtube link. She quickly opens it to find her face, red as a peach, greeting everyone to her vlog.