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Chapter 30
"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep, your eyes close." Pablo Neruda.
It's my birthday today. Memories are rushing through me like a broken dam. I left Luca's apartment before sunrise. Here I am, locked up in my house. Drenched in pain and sadness. A prisoner of my mind.
I'm sitting on the bathroom floor, close to my bathtub. A stare at my red leaking wrist has me thinking about everything- everything before I met Luca, Tasha and Jackson, everything before I got better.
Now here I am, back to square one. A lone tear dripping from my eyelid lands directly on the cut on my wrist and
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