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The worst part about knowing anyone is knowing only that tiny sliver available to you.
He’d been missing for three days, so I came to the only reasonable conclusion. A gap opened up inside me. A piece that I had always assumed belonged to me but was actually a part of him all along. A secret between us, one that even I didn’t know about. He was beyond family. I couldn’t imagine another body, another choked heartbeat, or strange, slow smile filling that gap. No other arms could ever fully engulf me and choke out the rest of the Earth’s hurt.
