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"Hey Vik." I said, as the boy entered my room.
"Hey Si." He replied, seemingly happy.
"The boys are worried about you."
"I've told them I'm okay."
I spun around in my chair to face
him.
"I'm worried about you, Si."
And that's when I lost it.
He pulled me into a tight hug.
And it wasn't cold like the rain.
It was warm.
And he told me to breath.
So I focused on his heartbeat.
And I breathed.
For the first time in a while.
I was breathing, JJ.

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