She took her thoughts deep within and I began my vigilant watch over her. The motions of living were on the surface. The haunting in her eyes became more pronounced, sometimes just a blink or a cloud brushing over the beautiful irises. Many times, she just sat, her arms wrapped around herself, unseeing, lost where no one could reach her. Except when, periodically, she lowered her pride and contacted Him.

The conversation seemed to be along the same lines each time. Coming away from the encounter, the half-smile would be firmly etched in place. Who would notice the rapid rise and fall of her breathing? Her head held high, shoulders back. Presenting. Presenting a facade that pain did not exist inside her heart. Head shaking, she kept searc...

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