CHAPTER 42

Then again.

Until confetti filled my trash can.

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The quiet hummed louder than music ever did.

And for the first time in weeks, I addressed the dark as if it were my oldest friend.

"He's just a subject," I explained to him.

"He's not my story."

I said it again.

And again.

And again.

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