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DISCLAIMER- Do not read this chapter if you're a minor as it does contain mature themes. ARCADIA APARTMENT, NEW YORK, 2019. Marco simmered in his bed while the rays of the sun kept interrupting his slumber. He finally opened his eyes. The sound of the horns and the people yelling on the street further aided in walking him up. He held his head while rubbing his eyes. After gaining back his balance, he woke up from his bed and held his heart that ached. He spotted an A-4 sized sheet and a crayon. A huge 'I'm sorry' note was written on the paper. He wondered who it could be from, then he remembered the little girl he saw the other day. "She is an extremely empathetic child," Marco said with a simper. As he got out of his bed, he went towards the bathroom. He did his daily chores, got r