She finds comfort in misery... Are they enough to finally make her glow again?
I never truly get better.
I just learn how to go through the motions and hope for the best.
When I'm having a panic attack in the middle of the library, a guy with dark hair, even darker eyes, and tattoos comes to my rescue, walking me through the steps to ground myself.
Now, he wants to breathe life into me.
I'll give him a chance, but I'm pretty sure my darkness is going to run him away.
And when his brother comes home from the military with his own demons... Well, I can't expect either of them to help me.
But tragedy will strike, and when it does, I'll be nothing more than a mere shell of the woman I once was.
Are the two of them enough to keep me breathing, or will I finally find comfort in my darkness forever?
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