Serena had forgotten. It was stupid, she knew, to forget that people vanished here, that it would happen to her, too. This was, after all, a basic rule of island life, of life anywhere, and she had lost more than a few people in her time, so it should have been easy to remember. She was, however, an optimist by nature, and although she'd been badly
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Bent over, hands dangling where they crossed, hanging over her knees, her hair in her face, Serena sniffled again, breath catching audibly in her throat. For more than a year, he was there. Anything else seems beyond credibility, leaving only this tightness in her chest, this gaping loneliness. It didn't matter that Jenny was right there, that Blair would be home eventually; all she could feel was unbearably lonely. "I don't know what I do," she said, "how I -- I can't not keep going and I can't... I can't imagine what comes next. I don't know. He's supposed to be here."
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She'd known Beat well enough to know that he wouldn't have willingly left Serena like that. For her part, she did and always would blame herself for Dan's disappearing, but this wasn't the same, not at all. "So... try not to worry about what comes next," she continued, doubting how good her advice was even as she said it. "Just get through now."
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"Through now," she echoed, nodding. "Okay." She sucked in a deep breath, leaning back. "Okay, just get through now, I can do that. I can do this. Okay."
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She sighed and shook her head, wiping quickly at the tear tracks down her cheeks. "Thank you." She was far from done, but she needed to say it while she could think of it.
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"Yeah," she murmured, then sighed. "It really doesn't feel like it at all."
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