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"All of have our own sets of masks,
for whatever reason it may be."

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SHE WASHED away remnants of her break down and hastily pulled on a coat before helping herself out the window.

The moonlight was especially bright that night and though she wasn't particularly fond of it, she didn't really feel like turning back.

Her steps were slow, as she tried to focus on anything that would distract her from her thoughts. She tried so hard to keep the tears at bay, blinking every time her eyes stung.

Soon enough, she'd reached the spot, only to see Julian standing by he tree. She noticed how his features resembled that of worry and merely stood silent as he rushed over to her.

"Remi?" He called, softly, scanning her face for any sign that she was alright. "What happened? What's wrong?"

His question was met with silence.

"Remi," he called again, stopping short when he noticed a glimmering tear run down her face. He quickly wiped in away and wrapped his arms around her, holding her silently as she cried.

And maybe what surprised him more than it should've was a dull pain in his own heart. An ache that wish to replace all of Remi's pain with happiness instead.