I watched the sky turn from black to gray through the window, my eyes burning from staying open so long. But I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed them, I saw D's... Tristan's face, they were the same person, but my brain couldn't make them fit together right.

The tears had stopped somewhere around midnight, not because I felt better, but because there was nothing left. I was all dried up inside, like a well that had run completely empty.

He hadn't come back, part of me was relieved.

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