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I don’t want my mum to go.
“Oh, right. I was born at night, at nine I think. My mum says it was just after sunset, so I’m probably younger than you.” I step around him and move to his left as he moves to my right. “I was born at sunrise,” he says, nudging me with his shoulder and grinning. “Sunrise and sunset. Another coincidence.”
Whenever we were together, Isaac would always find a way to touch me, whether it was fingers linked underneath a desk, his leg against mine any time we sat next to each other, or his hands cradling my face before he would kiss me.
It’s like there’s a cavern inside of me, like I’ve been excavated, and there’s no way to fill the space again because my heart was taken by someone who didn’t deserve it.
Everyone I love is within my reach, but I’ve never felt more distant from any of them.
He doesn’t know that I’ve only ever liked one girl who captured my attention from the moment we first met. He doesn’t know that I had her and that she was mine, just like I was hers. He doesn’t know that I lost her and it was all my fault.
“You should take care of yourself too, you know.” I pout at him, and he leans over the desk to pinch my cheek. I push his hand away as I pretend to scowl at him. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll take care of you.”

