Chapter Twenty-Eight

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"Fuck," I said, holding my arm.

I put the shard back in the drawer. I stripped myself of the gorgeous dress and put on loose and comfortable clothes. I decided to leave the necklace on. The chain had become warm around my neck and looking at it reminded me of his eyes.

I sprawled myself across the bed as I held it tightly in my hand. I hated feeling so alone. Everyone said they understood, but it didn't feel like they did. They just wanted to say whatever would make me feel better.

I closed my eyes and let sleep take over.

I expected dreams, but none came. The night was filled with silence and darkness. No Loki, no Thanos. It was an awkward peace I would come to appreciate.

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