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My life sucked.
At the moment, I had more than a plateful of problems and no energy to deal with it all. Trust issues with my mother. Alchemists after me. Not talking to Ellie. Heartbroken over Phillip and Annie. I couldn’t go to the dance studio or to my classes. Theron and Artan looked like two mother hens instead of just guarding the house—or me. Darcy had come to visit me yesterday, and once more her too-wide grins made me think she really was an old hag, giving me chills every time I denied her something—this time, it was about moving to Lovell.
My busy mind and my problems were taking all the breath out of me.
I was really trying to get by, to go on, live a day at a time, but damn, it was hard when all I could do was sit here and do nothing. And I had been at this for five day
