(Ethan)
The strange thing about heartbreak was that nobody else seemed capable of seeing it.
The campus looked exactly the same as it had two weeks ago.
Students still rushed between lectures carrying coffee cups and half-finished assignments, professors still complained about attendance as though medical students possessed unlimited free time, and the courtyard outside the main building remained crowded with people trying to enjoy the brief stretch of good weather before another round of exams arrived to destroy everyone’s happiness.
Nothing had changed.
At least that was how it looked from the outside.
Unfortunately, appearances had always been misleading because every time I stepped onto campus lately, I felt like I was walking through the ruins of something only I could see.
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