Chapter 83
Madeline POV
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I stare at Stevie as she plays with other kids, she just made friends within the park.
Every so often I wonder why there is such drastic changes in our personality.
She's so fun and outgoing.
Like she can feel the air.
While me?
Always buried in the past.
Overthinking, nervous, an introvert and everything that adds to my anxiety.
The air feels fresh on my skin…
But his words still run the fire on my skin…
I'm burning
Accepting him, will come with all his shades
Which are darker…
My eyes look around
And I finally notice him, at the corner talking in the phone, before he walks to the table wear I am sitting.
The old lady, who was sitting at the other end of the desk reading her newspaper, grabs her walking stick as she leaves.
And he watch
