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“Snap out of it!”
She knew he meant well but that particular brand of tough love had never quite worked on Maya. She didn’t really see the point of bringing someone already on their knees, flat on their back. The past year had been tough, to say the least, but the last 3 weeks have been unbearable. They had made Maya question every single minute decision she’d made up until that moment where she was sitting on the ground of her near-empty apartment, with only boxes of useless things for company, and staring at a questionable stain on the wall strangely resembling a pregnant cat. Could it get worse, she almost allowed herself to think, but she didn’t want to tempt fate. They didn’t seem to be on the best of terms as it was.
