Grief was something everyone had to deal with at some point. You had convinced everyone that you flew through all five stages of grief with not too much trouble, but instead of accepting Eleven's death, you bottled it up and tried not to think of anything related. You figured it would somehow heal your broken heart, but you were very wrong. So, when she stood right in front of you after all that time, all it took was to see her hurt and tear filled eyes to break your shell.

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"E-Eleven?"