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Caterina
The door clicked shut behind him.
He was gone.
And there I was for quite some time. Standing there, with my back pressed against the cool wood, and my arms folded tightly across my chest as if they cold hold together the fracturing I felt inside of me.
I had doubts anything could hold it. I was that damaged.
When the silence pressed i