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... p> I woke with a start.
Every fiber of me felt hollow, heavy, and wrong.
The sun had barely shifted. The world was quiet—too quiet.
I closed my eyes, bracing myself for what I knew I’d feel:
Shame.
Regret.
Longing.
In the dim haze of dawn, I knew there was only one way to go forward now: either step off the edge entirely, or keep walking a dangerous tightrope.
8:30 AM — The Memory Echo
Moments replayed in my mind in slow mot ...
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