"Hey, watch where you're going!"
I whispered an apology to the passer, ducking my head towards the sidewalk as I made my way to the park.
It had been two days since my mother’s breakdown, and we hadn't spoken of Miles since. Nothing has shifted between Miles and I, yet there was this cloud of gloom hanging over my head. According to Charmaine, I had been 'dead' for the past couple of days.
I sighed and slid onto a wet, empty park bench as more rain drizzled down. I stuck my hands in my pocket and didn't even bother to put my hood up. The rain glued my auburn hair to my face. Sometimes I thought of rain as the world's best creation; it was perfect for dancing, it was romantic when you were with the one you love, but lately, my favourite part was that it camouflaged your tears.
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