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China’s P.O.V I couldn’t sleep last night. So many thoughts ran through my mind. I spent much of my night trying to talk to Pearl. I know she’s there and can hear me. I don’t feel a block and I feel her pacing. Whenever she seems to want to say something she backs away and stops herself. What is she thinking? What has gotten her so restless? ‘Pearl? I know you can hear me. Please talk to me. You’re the only one who can make sense of all of this.’ No answer. ‘Please Pearl. I-I need you.’ Nothing. I stare at my phone to check the time. 6 o’clock. Only thirty minutes until we must leave. I jump from the bed and rush to the shower. Turning on the water I sit with my back to the water, pull my knees to my chest, and cry. I try to convince myself to not allow this pain and betrayal t