Day 61
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You notice cuts on Tyler's cheek. Three of them, all in a row.
You don't know how he got them.
You see similar cuts on his arms, his neck, his legs, his wrists, even a tiny one across the bridge of his nose.
Carefully, you reach up and gently brush your fingers over the cuts on Tyler's cheek.
He reaches up and holds your hand there.
"I'm sorry," he says. "But I did this myself."
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