Tears pooled as I realized. He hadn’t taken away the fountain. He’d replaced it. My eyes stung. It was a fountain maze. I stood there in the center, towers of water shooting up and spilling around me as the tears started to fall. Hiding me in a world within a world. Just like his fountain when he was growing up. Just like the tree house. Damon, what did you do? My head fell back, and everything crumbled. My heart, my head, my hate, and my grudge, and I just wanted to see him. To feel him and put his forehead to mine and feel him breathe. To have him pick me up and hold me in here, where the
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