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17. Diana
Two weeks without Vanya in my life and it feels like he wasn't even here in the first place. Fine, that's a lie. If he wasn't, I wouldn't be feeling this dull ache in my chest. I wouldn't be constantly on the verge of tears. And I definitely wouldn't be watching my son like a suspicious hawk, doubting everything I knew so far. The man messed with my head. It's impossible my baby boy will be changing into a monster, is it? He's just a sweet little boy. It's impossible, right? Yes, that must be it. He was simply mistaken, and there's nothing wrong with Sean. "Mom! Come on!" - Sean shouted from the living room, and I took a last look at myself in the mirror. I look terrible. As if I haven't seen daylight in months. My already pale complexion got an unhealthy shade of gray, perfect
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