chapter forty seven
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IT HAD BEEN TWO WEEKS. Two weeks since Ruby had broken up with Alice and, surprising as it seems, the girl hadn't relapsed yet. It was mostly because the first week she didn't get out of bed, didn't eat anything and hardly drank anything. The second week she only got out after Carmen dragged her out of there when Maria called them.
Carmen had forced Alice to take a shower and eat something while they stayed behind to clean the apartment since Alice had trashed it after she finished her breakdown the evening Ruby left. The girl had broken her phone by throwing it against the wall and, as much as she hated to admit it, a few plates and glasses.
Safe to say Alice didn't handle it very well.
On that week, Alice distracted herself with everything she could. Baking―taking after Aimee―learning songs on the guitar and the ukulele, her record player playing vinyls nonstop, paintings that turned into an abstract mess, drawings that remained unfinished, anything and everything Alice could think of she did but nothing was good enough.
Nothing was good enough to distract herself from the numbness she was starting to feel.
In the past, Alice would've thought numbness was better than pain. The numbness was better than the pain that comes with dealing with heartbreak. Alice would've believed that. But she knew better now. Feeling numb wasn't good, not for her and not for anyone else.
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