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Iestyn sat on the end of his bed and stared at the floor, feeling hollow. The dress rehearsal had only gone so far towards lifting thoughts of Henry from his mind, and as soon as he’d gotten home again, it’d all come crashing down. He’d sat down in his room and dropped his bag on the floor, unable to even look at it yet, as the chilling feeling of knowing he couldn’t text Henry and ask about his day, or send stupid seflies, or anything like that, not today, not ever again.
He sniffed loudly, feeling tears welling up yet again. He’d had to take a walk on his lunch break so that he didn’t cry in front of the cast after Jez had asked him what the matter was. Tears just felt constantly imminent, so how that he was home, he let himself go, dropping his face into his hands to just let it all out.