It was as if she didn't hear me. My hands were over my mouth, but my temperature and volume made them sweat. I let it drip over her forehead and watched it peel through her eyebrows and drown her lashes as if they were tears of her own. She didn't say a word, she didn't look up or open her mouth. I saw her lips paling and shrinking slightly, like I was watching a flower die. Her hair was thin. She was screaming, now. No one else could hear her. But I had to run from the room. I had to run.
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