ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟹: ᴏᴄᴇᴀɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ

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Ambrosia's POV

The week had been utter hell on earth,

I constantly hand people walking up to me asking me how I was,

what had happened,

stuff like that and each time I had to lie and fake a smile,

I wouldn't let anyone see me weak, at school...at home...at the store...and hanging out around people,

each and every time I put on a mask,

one that was absolutely impenetrable,

I honestly felt like a hole had been punched through my chest

, like a huge part of me was missing and only they could fill it...and I hated that,

I hated feeling like I was stuck while the world continued on,

I kept replaying the moments in my head,

I constantly had to stop myself from psychoanalyzing each and every move I had made around them, but I've come to realize that it wasn't my fault,

I could have done more yes, but why fight the inevitable,

I know that if I had stayed and pleaded to go with them like I wanted we all would've been hurt... regretting our words and the decisions we made. 

I sighed softly and shook my head of all of the negative thoughts instead focusing on the canvas in front of me,

after that dream from Bella's birthday I had kept seeing the faces of the four children,

I couldn't stop thinking about them,

looking at their bright eyes and cheery expressions in my dreams was enough to keep me going,

I painted very carefully making sure every single detail was perfect,

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