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Pain was something Sierra had never been too familiar with. It was like a concept she had never quite gotten used to, and no matter how hard she tried to understand it, to respect it from afar, the meaning eluded her.
She had experienced her own fair share of emotional trauma, that was certain. But the type of pain which tore through one’s senses and ripped their soul apart was unlike anything she had ever experienced. That was one thing which she never even hoped to experience.
But now, the pain was always there. She couldn’t explain how, but it always lingered with her, like a wound which simply wouldn’t heal. Even worse was the knowledge that the pain was not exactly hers. She knew it was foreign, and yet she couldn’t dispel it from her.
The first time she felt it was when she
