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VIOLA BENJAMIN
VIOLA CURLS TIGHTLY BENEATH the cover of her bed, her cheeks stained from the round of crying she finally released once she stepped over the threshold of her house. She was thankful no one was home, barely having the energy to explain what was wrong. Viola couldn't help but jump every time her phone buzzed, the simple sound adding to the pain in her chest.
please let me explain, it's not what you think
[4:39pm]
i don't think i want you to
[5:01pm]
Viola sighs, a small whimper falling from her mouth as she wonders how everything can all of sudden just go so wrong.