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All my life, I have never had a reason to wait or be worried about anyone. My mother, who is supposed to occupy all the space in my heart, is dead, and my father and his other family weren't nice people I should bother worrying about, but at this moment, in the underground cell, I realized I got someone now, that worth my time. Someone I have to worry about. Malva. I couldn't keep track of the time in the dark cell I was in, but I could tell hours had passed. I had stood up for a very long time, and my knees had started to grow weak, but yet I couldn't give myself the Luxurious thought about sitting. I know I do not deserve that. I understand Malva is out there because of me so why should I sit still and rest? Why when I don't deserve it at all? My thoughts were all over the place, a