I don't know what it is. It's like a dull ache that permanently lives deep inside me. I hate it and am lost without it all at once.
It's alright Nancy, you can tell me.
No, she couldn't. She'd learned to keep secrets all of her life. Big secrets. And they were the only thing protecting others from pain. But what secrets were being kept from her?
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