Five

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Morning, Matt's weakness. He hated how the light always woke him up; it made him wish that it was always night.

The man's eyes opened up to the sun peeking through the curtains. He despised the feeling, there was a reason why he slept so much; it was because he hated being awake. Mat wasn't happy with himself, ever. 

He looked from the wall to the other side of the bed, it was empty. The night before, he fell asleep with Iris. The sheets had nothing between but his own skin, but sadly, he wished Iris' was still there. 

He was so heartbroken; people wondered why the man had such trust issues, and this was why. 

He woke up alone. He never felt pain like this before.

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