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Miara stared at the blank white ceiling of her bedroom deep in her thoughts, everything she had left behind to her past self was coming back to her in tsunami tides, everything she had put behind her came haunting her nights, a nightmare she couldn't get rid of. She sighed, looking at the sunlight streaming from her window, and decided to leave them as it is and continue with her day as if it, never happened. She got out of her bed and took her time freshening up. She was contemplating what to have for breakfast when her doorbell rang. She looked at her outfit and short pajama were not an appropriate outfit but she didn't care, she strode over to open the door and was about to shut it at the same speed when the outsider stopped her and barged in like he owned the place. He walked into t