Prologue

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[HI THIS IS BOOK TWO IN A TRILOGY
PLEASE READ THE FIRST BOOK BEFORE READING THIS ONE, IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY
THANKS SO MUCH]

Mike.

I think that's the hardest I've cried in a long time, watching her get dragged away. Hearing her scream for me, wanting me to help. But I didn't, I just watched. I couldn't do anything.

I close my eyes and it's all I see. All I can hear when I'm trying to fall asleep is her screams. It haunts me, it always will. Even if I'm lucky enough to get her back again, it will still haunt me. And I'll never forgive myself.

A few other kids went missing recently. I can't find it in myself to care. I can't find it in myself to care about anything, it's all just so unimportant to me. Either that or I'm numb to it. Probably both.

I'm not even sad, just numb. I feel nothing, I just think. I wish it was the other way around, because I'm miserable when I'm alone with my thoughts.

At night is when I cry.
During the day is when I pretend I don't want to.

I'm not sure how things will work out, but I know they'll never be the same.

And I just don't care.

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edit, 5-6-19: To any new readers,
This book is long af and depressing af but it's also when the story actually gets good. WUM was heavily based around Mileven, but this book is heavily based on the actual plot I had in mind. So I hope everyone enjoys♥️
-Marlie

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