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After that day, nothing felt the same. I stopped talking to Anna and Mark. The silence was painful, but staying was more painful. I felt empty. I felt alone. Days passed. Then weeks. I kept thinking about everything. The memories, the laughs, the trust. It all felt like a dream. A life that was not mine anymore.