Invidian's POV
I don't think anyone has seen me that vulnerable before. I don't know what came over me. I've never been affected so strongly by grief. I think it was my first time I broke down like that, but I can't be certain. I remember waking up to a tear-stained face the morning after the first time making out with Davian when I woke up on Henley's grave.
Isn't the saying that first comes denial, then comes anger, next depression? I guess last night I was roundhouse kicked in the chest by depression. Next is bargaining then acceptance. I will forget the pain I feel now. It will fade away along with everything that makes me, me.
I bite my tongue and fidget with Eden's painting of me. I don't want to hit acceptance before I must leave. The thought makes my chest heavy.
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