A nightmare.

Time to choose.

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I sat by my window. My exhausted face had stiffened, not one smile. My sad eyes stared into the dark, not one tear. My exploited heart felt petrified, not one emotion. My tired mind stared into the void, not one thought.

“What is it?” Gaia asked. “Leave me alone,” I replied. “Let me help you,” she tried again. “Leave — me — alone,” I said, this time my words threatened myself. “Child, … “…