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The sun had long since set on this dreary evening. Alena stood alone in her empty classroom, the only sound being the soft ticking of the clock hanging from the wall above her desk. She let out a deep sigh as she gazed at the rows of vacant chairs that seemed to stretch on forever like an endless sea of emptiness. The fluorescent lights overhead cast an eerie glow over everything, making it seem even more desolate than it already was.
It had been like this for months now - just her and her thoughts, trapped in this cold, impersonal space every day after school. She couldn't help but feel like she'd lost all sense of purpose, like her life had been stripped bare of any real meaning or direction. The divorce from John had left her feeling hollow inside, as if a part of her was missing that could never be replaced.
As she stood there, lost in thought, Alena's gaze drifted to the mirror hanging on the wall opposite her desk. She caught sight of herself and felt a pang of sadness wash over her. Her once vibrant dark red hair now hung limp and lifeless around her pale face, accentuating the deep circles under her blue eyes that seemed to hold so much pain within them. The blouse she wore had been a gift from John - the large cleavage it showcased was something he'd always admired in her, but now it just made her feel like a hollow shell of what she used to be.
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