(52) No more Mrs. Nice girl...

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With sunken shoulders, my chin unknowingly dips down towards my chest while my hands find their way to my elbows. I grip them tightly, fighting the disappointment rising within me, disheartened at my failed attempt of reasoning with my brother’s unexpected stubbornness. I press my folded arms into my stomach while it begins to churn like an unsteady sea; unsettled by the sudden nervousness taking hold of me while I stumble backwards, lost for words as I lean against the wooden bannister while the uncertainty of Ash’s unknown decision brings my mission of discovery to a grinding halt. I turn around reluctantly, struggling to command myself to trudge up the final staircase as I head to my room while every part of me screams to do the opposite, eagerly urging me to head back downstairs and

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