Something strange comes over me. This wave of hysteria that can’t be contained, no matter how hard I try to stave it off. A laugh bubbles out of me, sounding hollow and crazed. “You’ve gotta be shitting me.” I wipe the tears from my face, the atmosphere in the room growing infinitely tenser in a matter of seconds. Maybe he's broken me. After all this time, all the hell I’ve been through, this is what causes me to crack. I’m split wide open, my wounds and damage on display for all to see. My fear dissipates, leaving rage in its wake. It’s the driving force behind my actions, the anchor I cling
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