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... over me. I shut the door and leaned against it, exhaling slowly as if that would make the weight in my chest any lighter. My body ached in places I didn’t know could hurt, but it wasn’t just physical. It was emotional and mental.
I fished out my phone and dialed Papa Numero.
"Hello, my dear," his voice came through.
"Hey Dad, I’m not feeling too well,"
"Have you seen a doctor?" Concern laced his words.
"I just need rest."
Papa Numero sighed, "You s ...
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