I watch his back, as he disappears through the door. Forcing myself not to call out and ask him to stay is so difficult, when my heart is being crushed like egg shells, with every step he takes. Before I can feel too alone though, I see some familiar figures, cautiously creeping about. Elise and Marie carefully step into the room, looking as though they've seen a ghost. They seem hesitant to enter.
"Euroah?", Elise asks, so quietly that her question is nearly inaudible.
"Of course, it's me. What's wrong?", I ask, as Elise walks over to the bed and kneels beside me, taking my hand in her's.
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