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QUATUORDECIM
Finn
From my window, I watch them go and the darkness from outside seems to bleed into my room, into my heart, into my blood.
LetHerGoLetHerGoLetHerGo.
I swallow back the hateful words as I watch my sister get into our car with him. Bile rises in my throat because my sister is mine and distancing myself is the last thing I want to do, but at the same time, it’s the only thing I can do.
DoWhatIsRight.
That’s my voice. Finally. Breaking through the crazy, through the voices, through the words.
I’ve got to do what is right.
What is right.
What is right.
ProtectYourSecret.
The other voices come back, hissing, reminding.
My secret.
That’s what it comes back to now.
Always.
No matter what.