It was hard to wake up every morning.

As soon as she was awake, all the pain returned to her body, like an unmanageable burden.

'He doesn 't want me anymore, '

was her first thought every day.

And every time she thought of that, tears fell from her eyes immediately, no matter where she was or what she was doing.

Yor got up, grinding through the pain, like she always did.

If it was up to her, she would just keep sleeping, because at least when she was asleep, she didn 't feel anything.

But she knew she couldn 't. She still had to care for Anya and go to work.

How do normal people get over breakups?

Yet another thing nobody had taught her, and she had to learn as an adult (the hard way).

Every morning, before stepping out of her room, she had to take a deep breath, so her hands wouldn 't start shaking as she walked towards the dining room. Seeing Loid had become torture.