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... The tears had slowed to a trickle, but his body still trembled, shallow breaths catching in his throat, fingers digging into the carpet like he was trying to anchor himself to the present. The room was quiet except for the distant hum of the city outside, a world that kept spinning even though his had shattered.
He pushed himself up slowly, muscles protesting, throat burning with every swallow. His legs wobbled as he stood, but he forced them to hold. He needed to move. Needed to do som ...
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