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Michael Riverwoods What are you trying to accomplish, you i***t? I asked myself as I let the door to my own room slam shut after Kaylene. Watching her quiver at the sight of me hurt. Watching her leave hurt so much more. My hands balled to fists at my sides as I struggled to find a sliver of courage to run after Kaylene. Hard as I tried, I could not do it. Each time I let myself be consumed by my feelings for K, the past comes back to haunt me. I could not fight it. Everywhere I looked, Elena was there. She was behind me. Beside me. In front of me. Everywhere. When the visions get worse, like it did earlier, I can see Elena's face on Kaylene. It was almost as if she was the one speaking to me and not K. I tried to look away, I tried to ignore, but even if I shut my eyes, there she was