GERALD
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The silence in the room was thick with unspoken horrors, broken only by Mabel’s ragged breathing and Leila’s choked sobs.
I guess they still don’t understand the implications of everything they did, the trauma they caused, watching all of it then.
It f*****g messed with my brain because I begged her.
I dragged her bag, pulled her back in but she had shoved me back inside.
She was going to tell me late night stories then even if I was big for it.
She had picked only Leila, even after she promised to be there for us and when I had begged Damien to write a letter to her, he had declined at first but still did it, and what did she do?
Now.
They only saw the madness, the sudden, brutal shift.
They didn’t see the years of pain that had led to this moment.
They didn’t se
