HAEIN's POV
It's foolish to think that leaving the city will make me feel okay. It's a joke to believe that surrounding myself with new people will help erase the hurt.
I don't think I'll ever be okay.
That day was just a fluke, because if it's not, then why am I here, totally incapacitated, feeling all broken, in my dark room? It feels painful to breathe, like my insides are in disarray caused by the whiplash of betrayal, first caused by my own mother, and then the only woman I learned to trust, wanted to trust after so long.
I've let people in, and all they did was leave me, all raw and frayed and useless.
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A Homecoming
FanfictionA breathtaking island serves as a refuge for one broken soul. Will it become something more or will it remain a fleeting layover?
