I bent down and collected the envelopes from the floor, biting the inside of my lip to stop the tears from coming, the spot in my mouth raw and tender from the familiar action. Copper-tasting saliva coated my tongue, and the tears remained in their bastille.
Bleeding for me already?
The box dropped to the floor again as I spun around so fast, I fell back into the wall of the closet.
That was his voice.
Just like when…
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