Harmony sighed, feeling Jazzy embrace her.
"It...hurts," she whispered. "It hurts to keep up a happy facade, letting people know, convincing them even, that I'm fine when I'm really not. I help everyone else as much as I can because...when I needed it the most, no one was there for me. And no one was there for Mozart, like I should've been."
"It...hurts," she whispered. "It hurts to keep up a happy facade, letting people know, convincing them even, that I'm fine when I'm really not. I help everyone else as much as I can because...when I needed it the most, no one was there for me. And no one was there for Mozart, like I should've been."