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redifer 
The dark haired woman could barely walk. She stumbled from the Café to a bench near the phone booth. She collapsed on to it with her face in her hands. Usually Medea was much more composed; usually she was cold and shown no emotion. But this was horrible; the feeling in her gut was dreadful.
While her sobs were silent, it was obvious the woman was crying. Sure she still had Noah, and yes she did care for him but he wasn’t Leo Mason. And even at that, what would happen when and if Mason told Noah about them… Well that wouldn’t matter would it? There was never officially a them. If there wasn’t ever actually a ‘them’ why did it hurt so bad?
Medea felt as though her heart was being ripped out of her chest. The woman sat there sobbing, unaware of anyone or anything that might be passing. Although she was sure anyone who saw her would purposely cross the street to get away from her.
Worse.day.ever.
Violet sighed contentedly as she returned from her walk at break time. She found that the outdoors was going to be a welcome respite from the austere, cold Ministry building. She took note of the trees, the people walking by, the woman crying on the bench, the- wait, the woman
crying?
Now Violet was never the type to cross the street to get away from someone was hurting in some way. Instead, she usually felt drawn
toward them. As she came closer to the bench, the dark-haired form of the woman became vaguely familiar.
She's the woman I saw in the work cubicles where I filled out my paperwork. Merlin's beard, what happened?
She reached out her hand and tentatively placed it on the woman's shoulder. Violet was such an empath; this women's pain was palpable; she could feel it drilling a hole in her heart.
"Excuse me, I don't mean to pry. But we both work for the Minister's Office, and I just couldn't leave you here like this. I'm Violet, by the way. Would you like to talk about it? It helps to have a target to vent at and a shoulder to cry on." She sat down on the bench next to her co-worker. She had no idea how this woman would react to her overture of kindness.