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Grief had never been this familiar to her.

It had been a stranger to her, once.

Now she doesn’t like to think how often it comes knocking on her bedroom door.

She doesn’t wish to count anymore, but she does anyways.

Counts as Grief wraps a hand around her waist and cradles her in arms so tight in her bed. Counts even though she knows she needs to stop. Even as Grief’s head-this, once a stranger- comes to rest beside her ear and whispers at her to lock the door. She counts as she watches her hands claw at the familiarity of the embrace.

Grief had never been this familiar to her. She doesn’t think about how she never locks the door.