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The Wounded Soldier

Zach's POV

I was happy to meet Brianna a few weeks ago. She has been helping me out alot. She'd sit there listening to my crazy stories and not judge me about them.

She's been coming around to our PTSD meetings listening and supporting us. She sat everytime in the same seat, arms over her crossed leg and sincere look. She was a great listener.

Today was no exception. She got up swiftly after the meeting. Running her fingers through her hair. I can tell something was bothering her.

I made my way over, asking her if she wanted to talk. She smiled, looking at me with concern in her eyes. 

"Hey, how are you feeling? Everything ok?" I asked

She smiled apologetically,  there was something bothering her and I could tell.

" We can step outside,  if it's easier for you." I asked

"Yeah, that sou

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