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Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.


LAVINIA Love walks into my heart like the opening of a song: ascending first, like steps - rising, like the sound of old keys on a piano - each an ache, soft stabs.